Simone was still in a daze when she got to the penthouse.
“Will,” she called for the man she loved, for her anchor. “Are you here?”
Only silence met her question. And she didn’t need silence right then. She knew she might just go mad, the thoughts spinning out of control in her mind never so vicious.
She had seen him. And as he stood there, taking her in. He had even flashed her a smile. Her whole body shuddered uncontrollably, the memories playing a dirty move on her, even as she put the music on.
She thought some piano music would appease her — it always did — but it didn’t seem to work. Soon, she changed to an upbeat song she absolutely loved. For a moment, she sang along… but her heart was bleeding, and her mind was still reeling.
Then, seeing as it was on shuffle, the next song h
