Hope's POV
It has been almost a week since I last saw Xavier, I thought that I would be over it by now. I thought that I could do this, but now I am not sure. Last night I couldn't even sleep, I missed Xavier. I missed his touch, his kiss, I even missed his smell.
Yesterday I went to buy myself a new set of toiletries and it was literally the hardest thing to do. As I was picking up my things, I came across a few products Xavier uses, like his aftershave, his cologne, and even the shower gel he used.
All of that was nothing but a painful reminder of the life I was living behind. The fact that I would have to live with the knowledge that I might never see Xavier again. That notion alone brought me nothing but heartache all over again.
As for my mother, it's like she is on holiday, tr
