Vicky~
The moment everything faded, I remained seated on the edge of my bed, motionless and silent as the room suddenly felt suffocating because the final image still lingered faintly in my memory.
I really didn't understand why I couldn't just get their images off my head. Was it his smile? The way he looked at her as if she was the only one that mattered or his hand on her waist?
For years, I had trusted him without question and I suddenly realized how foolish that was.
A soft knock interrupted my thoughts and before I could answer, the door opened.
Rowan stepped inside and for a brief moment, our eyes met before his expression immediately softened.
"There you are." He said as though I had been the one wandering away as if he wasn't the reason I was sitting here trying not to fall
