DALMA POV.
As I watched Jaden drive off from my window, I sank into the couch and let out a breath. In the last few hours, I've officially been proposed to, kissed publicly and tenderly, and then told that it'll be a loveless marriage.
I looked around my apartment. It's been like another lifetime since I've been here. Everything reminded me of my suicide attempt. I was disgusted and disappointed in myself.
“Damian deserves a better mother. Not a poor excuse like me.”
The whole apartment stank of old alcohol and pain. My designs still lay scattered on the table.
As I packed them up, ready to leave this place I heard a knock.
“Who's that?” I called out.
“Just come open the door!” A whiny voice replied. I went towards the door and opened it and in front of me stood Cassie.
“What the
