Eloise’ POV
I couldn’t stay. I shouldn’t have stayed. Every second felt like a betrayal, and yet, my body and mind had been drawn to the man who had once held my heart.
I paced through the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. The house felt too quiet, too empty, the silence suffocating. I was already dressed, but the situation made every move feel too heavy.
With trembling hands, I grabbed my coat, throwing it over my shoulders, and I didn’t stop to think about anything else. This would be a good opportunity for me to leave knowing that Cedrick had left and only gave me a breakfast to eat.
I couldn’t stay, not when Tyrone was waiting for me. The thought of him, his worry, his concern—it tore at me. It felt like I was being pulled in two directions, each one tugging at my soul in o
