Derek’s POV
Walking down the red-carpet of our sister company’s inauguration; my eyes searched around for the only woman they have been eyeing since my childhood. She wasn’t here. I sighed imagining how broken she would feel once the inauguration news hit the screen.
Several people came shaking hands with me and I faked a smile at them. Whereas, in reality; she was all I was bothered for. I came back to NY three days ago and when never expected to run into her like that. I hoped to see her? Yes but wished the situation was different.
It was all pretence yet her broken soul was reflected in her eyes. She may hide it well. She may wear her pain in her neck and hide it under her shirt still they cannot go unread by me.
How can she forget that she is the only woman who had owned my heart s
