Yvette's POV
I turned my back to leave when a little spark of hope announced itself in my heart. I didn't risk getting disappointed though, so I turned the knob, hoping he hadn't locked the door.
My breath hitched as the door creaked open. His gaze instantly fell on me and there was no shielding from the intense hate and anger in his eyes.
I shut the door behind me and immediately fell to my knees.
"I still don't recall a thing, but I know I should have listened to you," I sobbed. "I know I should have given a heads-up before deciding to meet Christopher, even if I wasn't supposed to. I… I know everything is a mess and it's all my fault…" I sniffled. "I can't ask for this to be fixed when I don't even have my memory intact, but… please," I crawled closer to him. "I beg you wi
