Dorian’s POV
The candles had burned themselves to nothing by dawn, smoke curling from their remains. I hadn't moved from the floor since Eve left. My mind stayed quiet, it felt as though it had stayed far from me all night. Her scent still lingered, I hated that I could still smell her.
My eyes drifted to the mark of her fingertips on the edge of the chair across from me, she sat there last night, angry and heartbroken. I shut my eyes tightly as the conversations from last night flooded my mind.
“You don't deserve me.”
We had both said it yet it hurt that she said… At the end of the day, she wasn't wrong.
I dragged a hand over my face letting out a loud exhale. I had spent so many years justifying my choices that I had forgotten what it felt like to have them questioned. For the f
