ADELINE
What kind of fiancé doesn’t call or text about his own fiancée when he left her in the middle of a f*****g concert and doesn’t even check up on her whether she’s still alive? Lucky me, Croix still waited for me despite the way I ended things.
I sighed looking at the ring. It is beautiful, looks handmade, but I brushed it aside. Wesley must have been saving up for me, for this moment but the thing is, I’m not ready. I don’t feel it.
“Take me anywhere but home, please.” I sighed looking ahead. I don’t want Croix seeing my expression. I feel he can read through it. “I need someplace to clear my head.”
Croix didn’t ask. The silence was comfortable though. And it was like he understood what was going on at the moment which may be why he’s this silent.
Croix drove me towards the ta
