MELANIE’S POV
I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel anxiously as I waited for the black sedan that Christian drove to come within sight. It was crazy what he had reduced me to.
A scorned woman stalking the man that does not want her.
I wanted to give up, I wanted to let him go but I was unable to. I spent every waking moment thinking about him, wishing things were different than what it was. If this was what love was all about, then I was not sure I liked it very much. I hated that my mood now depended on someone else.
If I had these feelings for Ivan, my life would be easier.
I gasped when his car finally appeared and ducked. I only realized my silliness when I remembered my car had tinted glasses.
“Right, he can't see me." I murmured. I pulled my sunglasses from the compartme
