Rose POV I didn’t want to talk to him. I hadn’t spoken to him since the day Liza came over. We never talked. We didn’t even look at each other. And I missed him. I missed our conversations, I missed the way he looked at me, I missed his smiles, I missed his I love you’s, I missed his touch. And this is what I hated the most. Even after all that has happened, my body and heart craved for him. I lost it, didn’t I? My phone rang, pulling me out of my miseries. I wiped away the tears and cleared my throat. These tears became my best friends in the past few days, they don’t even think about leaving me. “Hey, Rosie girl.” She all but shouted in my ears. “Why are you shouting Kate?” I don’t want to talk to her. I don’t want to talk to anyone, and the only person I want to talk to is…forget it

