Brinda's P.O.V
I tiptoed into the living room, wondering who was making the noise, then halted.
“That voice sounded familiar— but it couldn't be. It just can't be.” while wondering what could happen next.
My breath caught. My knees almost gave way. The past wasn't supposed to have a face— but there he was.
Our gaze collided, and I knew from that moment that my life was placed on a test parole.
I got so lost in how good he looked after all these years that I lost track of Jason being in our midst.
“You look so good and I would have sworn that the heavens are missing an angel right now,” He said cheesily and heat crawled up my neck; my fingers trembled with the urge to touch him again.
“Why are you always this way Nathan— when I thought you changed only to get worse,” I replied b
