After Alexander left, Phoebe collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained.
His long story replayed in her mind, leaving her in a deep, unsettling silence.
Her heart was in turmoil, more confused than it had ever been before.
So, it wasn't Melissa he loved—it was Melissa's sister.
And that woman, the one he loved so deeply, was no longer alive.
No wonder he'd been so furious when she accidentally broke the photo frame on his desk that day. It wasn't just a picture; it was a memory of the sister who looked exactly like Melissa.
Knowing he didn't love Melissa gave her some relief. But hearing him admit, in his own words, that his heart belonged to Melissa's sister—that pierced her deeply.
How she envied that woman for being the recipient of his immense love.
Phoebe closed her eyes, exhaust
