Seven days later, to my surprise, William was waiting alone outside the gate of my family's estate.
He had on a dark gray overcoat, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't shaved in days.
When he saw me, he took a step forward, then stopped where he stood.
His gaze settled on me, his lips parted, and it took him a while to finally speak.
"Annie, I heard you're the one running your family now."
All I gave him back was a lazy hum.
He smiled, and it came out bitter. "I never imagined you'd be this formidable. In a matter of days, you cleared out everyone who doubted you and expanded the routes on top of it."
He took a step toward me. "These past few days have been hell for me. I've missed you."
"And how is that my problem?" There was no warmth left in my voice.
I'd always been the one
