Yvonne's POV
I was pouting, sulking, and feeling horrible in general after what had happened with Kylian. He said he didn’t care about me, but I couldn’t believe that entirely. I had seen the look of anger on his face when we walked out of that restaurant. I kept replaying the many different ways that could have gone if only I had told him about Kieran’s invitation to meet. I should have told him Friday and I definitely should have told him on Saturday. Oh, and of course, I could have mentioned the little detail on Sunday morning when I left his house to meet Kieran.
But I didn’t, and now I was sitting in my apartment feeling completely miserable. I had no job, no future, and no man. I could have survived without the man part, but somewhere from that first meeting with him until Sunday m
