She lay back down on the bed. It was Saturday morning, and she wasn’t working until later that day. She could let the grief take over. It was one of the stages of getting over someone. She was going to hit a low point sooner or later, but it seemed ironic that Colin was on her mind the day after she had gone on a date with someone else. Could she not at least have had a dream about Rowan? Emily smiled at the thought. Rowan was a nice, kind person, but he was unlikely to be the object of her daydreams or fantasies. The truth was that she missed Colin. She missed him more than she liked to admit, and there was no way back to him.
As she pushed her head back further on the pillow, the first tears ran down her cheeks. She lifted her left hand up to her face and looked at the faint tan line st
