Cleo's p.o.v
Why was it hard to confess one's feelings when the person they truly wanted and loved was right in front of them.
I sighed and shifted a bit as I tried to organize my words.
"That's the fourth time," Susan whispered.
"Fourth time of what?" I asked with a frown.
"Of you sighing like that. Cleo, we have been in this bedroom for more than an hour and all you have done so far is sigh." She said softly.
I faced her then swallowed hard.
"I don't know what to do or how to say this." I answered as her expression changed into that of fear.
"My men investigated your case pretty well, and the results that came back were very heartbreaking and pretty sad." I said with a low sigh.
She bite her lower lip then brushed her hand through her hair.
"Are your men
