Chapter 59
VANESSA
“It's beautiful…” I was at a loss for words.
“After they died, this was the only thing I had left, so I chose to adhere to my father's decision if he kept the garden in good condition. For the most part, I think he did.”
By they, he meant His mother and me. My chest ached in discomfort, guilt, and fear weighing me down.
As we strolled into the beautiful garden, we stopped by a large rose tree shaped like a heart.
“Wow!” I smiled, a flutter moving around my chest, this garden brought peace to my troubled soul, and I couldn't be more grateful. My night wasn't a disaster after all.
I felt strong arms crawl around my waist, at first I was scared, and taken aback, but as I slowly turned to stare at him, my fear vanished, replaced with a sense of belonging.
With a
