Tasha's POV
Everything came to a halt, my heart dropped to my stomach when I heard Mary's voice at the door and reality came slapping me in the face.
I finally had to wake up from that dream, the dream where I was happy and satisfied having Desmond all to myself. My sister has no idea how I so badly want what we have, what she takes for granted.
As I stare at them hugging and exchanging kisses, I immediately feel a bile taste gathering at the base of my throat and the pain tugging my chest is almost unbearable.
To avoid the tears that were threatening to expose my presence, I silently moved to my room and collapsed on my bed. I wish this was all a bad nightmare and I will just wake to Desmond beside me.
The reality was a b***h!
A soft on the door got me alert.
"Yes,
