Serena’s POV
Paul looked at me with kind eyes, sensing my distress without needing to ask what was wrong.
“You look like you’ve been through hell. Please tell me something terrible didn’t really happen. What’s going on? What’s the matter?”
I forced a weak smile, grateful for his concern even when I knew I needed him at this very moment. “You could say that. It’s been…a lot, Paul. I’ve had a very tough day and frankly speaking, I was thinking of showing up to your doorstep but I got tired and I was like let me rest for a bit.”
Paul sat on a chair close to me and his gaze focused on me.
He waited patiently for me to talk as I gave him a little sigh.
“I ruined everything,” I finally admitted, my voice cracking as I almost broke down in tears. “I tried to make Carlos his favourite meal,
