Sapphire
He was holding my hand, like how he should hold it. Tight enough to feel that I was his. His protective grip around my palm as we walked into the restaurant made me feel loved enough. Three o’clock in the afternoon was the set time to meet the one and only Veronica Alby. Woah, it rhymed.
Why do you sound so bitter?
Oh. I do?
Fancy, the restaurant was. High ceilings, great lighting and set up, and elegant chandeliers. She must be classy then. Of course, she came from Europe. She must be taller than me. I did not stalk her anywhere on social media. I never intended to. I knew she was someone hot, sexy and beautiful. Sky wouldn’t fall in love with her if she didn’t have the looks. If Sky could read my mind, I was sure he would
