Dominick still refused to give up.
He didn't believe Charlotte had truly married someone else.
They had been together since they were young. He had been the one who pulled her out of the depression back then. In his mind, Charlotte still belonged to him. Somewhere deep down, he was certain her heart still did.
It was a good thing Charlotte couldn't hear his thoughts, or she would have died laughing at his sheer delusion.
Unfortunately for him, not only was she happily married, but she had also given birth to a sweet, chubby-cheeked daughter.
In the days that followed, Dominick stalked her. He lingered outside the after-party of her exhibition, paced near the luxury hotel she was staying at, and even begged old connections he hadn't spoken to in years, trying to piece together fragment
