SARAH
Ever since the very minute he apologized, my anger had abated and I just couldn't resist smiling at the thought of having him around me.
I loved how it was that I could always feel his presence around me. In the Vintage shirt, still hanging in my closet, in the scent of his Cologne around the curtains hanging on each wall of my house.
But then Robyn in the picture made it even worse to want to fully focus on the fact that I was to be happy in the hands of Ryan.
It was exactly 3:45 PM, and there I was in my office with my hands laced together staring at the clock on my wall as the ticking sound from the clock filled the silence in my head.
A couple of seconds afterward I wrapped my arm over my chest waiting to see him walk into my office ready for the tutoring. Not that we both
