Rose POV
I gripped the arm of the man standing next to me tightly. I'm pretty sure if I held it any tighter, it would break off. I kept my head high but my eyes were looking at the floor. Tears pricking my eyes as I think about the memories of the relationship between me and Alex.
The time I first saw him in the cafe.
The time I lied to him.
The time he forced me into his limo.
The time he offered me a job.
The time he said that I had to live with him.
The time he made me stay overnight just to finish my work.
The time he took me to hospital.
The time he started to care.
The time I told him the truth in the park.
The time he admitted he was my Alex.
Those memories are there to cherish and keep hold of tightly. I wanted to write them down and lock them in my heart to keep with m
