As Arthur walked away, Elise felt as if a piece of her heart had been torn away. She was so lost in her thoughts that she forgot all about Henry and walked back into the house in a daze.
Walking through the spacious living room, Elise glanced over the elegant furniture and decorations. She had personally selected each piece, yet now they all seemed cold and unfamiliar.
Her steps quickened as she tried to escape the oppressive loneliness that seemed to follow her wherever she went. But no matter where she turned, the feeling just clung to her.
The rage in her chest grew fiercer. Trembling, she turned and headed toward her studio. The room Arthur had specifically reserved for her after their engagement.
Standing before her desk, Elise stared at the design sketches spread out on its surfa
