Lia's point of view
This morning started badly and got worse.
I woke up to a cold bed, Dominick's side abandoned with the rumpled sheets of him since I didn't know when. The fleeting thought that crossed my mind was that things were still strange between us. Between Leila and the promise I made to her that she would not tolerate lies, maybe the gap that had always been between us would only continue to expand rather than close, but I quickly dismissed that idea. I had to trust Dominick and trust what we had, I couldn't get carried away by whatever fear and suspicion he had, or else we could never move forward. And that's what I wanted to do, to give this that we had a chance despite having the annoying little feeling that something was not right.
Then the morning got worse when I realiz
