It had been nearly two years since she left him. Yet, he still lingered in her mind. She wondered what he was doing, how his work was going, did he ever think about her the way she thought about him?
Tears blurred her vision as she imagined him with someone new. There were dozens of young socialites eager to be by his side, so he would have no trouble finding a replacement for her. Was it really so easy for him to forget her while his memory lingered in her mind?
“Macey,” Victoria stood, quickly coming to her side and wrapping her in a hug. “Shh. Sweetie. It’s all right.”
“I just feel so stupid,” Macey struggled to control her tears. “Why? Why do I still have feelings for him? Why does it hurt so much to think of him with someone else? Why can’t I forget him?”
“Plaisir d’amour ne dur
