NICOLE
I’m the first to look away, and by the time I return to my senses, Sebastian is several feet in front of me, and he hasn’t even noticed that I stayed behind.
Shame colors my cheeks because I’ve allowed myself to react to Roman’s presence, and of course, he would’ve noticed that. How embarrassing.
My life’s been reduced to a humiliation ritual since I saw Roman that night.
And it hasn’t been the same since. God, when will I catch a break?
I rejoin Sebastian’s side and he says something to me that I completely miss because there’s a storm in my mind now, and it’s making so much noise that it’s drowning everything out.
But I won’t look at Roman again. I’ll put in the effort and do whatever is necessary.
I. Won’t. Look.
From where I’m standing, the bastard has a good view
