CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
After she was tucked back in bed, with the nurse fixing her IV drip, I realized it was actually time for me to go. She had refused to talk to Lucian despite this being entirely my fault.
“Once again, I’m sorry,” I muttered.
“You watched me try to kiss him and you still sat here and pretended him and you were nothing. Why?” she questioned, sounding a bit hoarse and yet betrayed.
“I couldn’t bring myself to break your heart,”
“And so you’d rather break yours? Truth is, it hurts that he was quick to move on within a year and maybe it’ll take so damn long for me to finally be okay with it but lying to me would never have solved anything Faith. So, for now let’s find Roman before it’s too late and then I can stay away from you, give myself time to heal,” she
