Elena’s POV
Though Bryson and Glenda had their arms linked together, Bryson managed to delay his step for half a second, just enough time for him to cast one last glance back at me.
Something in my heart flickered as I saw regret in his eyes before he vanished from my sight.
Don’t be stupid, Elena!
I wanted to smack and scold myself for feeling a fierce pain jolting in my heart whenever I encounter Bryson.
He betrayed me, and I had already rejected him, and together with that was my vow to bury every last bit of my feelings for him. I freed him and myself the second I divorced him, which was why it frustrate me inside whenever I felt pain in my heart whenever I see him.
“Of course, whether you want it or not, he became a part of us, and once upon a time, we loved him,” Ava reasoned.
