Charles’ POV
Nancy’s voice loomed over the room like a storm cloud even all I wanted was stillness.
She was pacing, hand on her chin. “Velastra has some limited edition sets..clothes, bags and jewellery, all in a set. I want it.”
My mind was elsewhere. I was going through the blogs and searching everything about Rosa Castillo. I dumped her two weeks ago and she had moved on quickly. It was as though she was a different person.
The Rosa I knew would have jumped at the offer I gave her this morning. In the five years we had been together, she had said it over and over again: she couldn’t imagine a life without me.
Then why was her face glowing and why was she carrying a grace I hadn’t felt in a long time. I stared at her picture from a news outlet. Now, I missed the smooth caress of
