Vera Anderson's POV
When I got into my room, I threw my bag on my bed and slumped on the mattress in a prone position. I buried my face in the pillow and poured out all the emotions that I was trying to hold back a while ago. I'm sobbing like a child because I am really hurt. And I don't know why I'm feeling this way. I haven't experienced this in my entire life. If this is what they called 'love', then, why it's so painful?
A few minutes have passed and tears have run dry, but still, I'm thinking of that kiss Royce and Roxette shared together, causing my heart to ache so much. Suddenly, my phone rang, and it was Royce. Maybe Alexa gave him my number, but I don't want to pick up the call. But the phone kept on ringing at certain intervals, so I grabbed it and clicked the accept button.
