Yaroslava's POV
"I didn't say that," Jan replied sternly. "I said I would give you the freedom you craved. You were constantly trying to escape, demanding to be let go. I saw how much it weighed on you to be near me. So I decided to let you go. I secretly hoped you'd change your mind and stay with me anyway. And you ran away again…"
I heard the laughter in his voice. It wasn't funny at all.
My heart clenched inexplicably with longing and the bitterness of disappointment.
Was it really like that? Had I just made it all up?
"I didn't know. I'm sorry. I thought you didn't need me anymore," I sa
