William’s POV
I stared at the notes on the table and cannot make any sense of what I’ve been pretending to write. Never in my life did I feel this helpless. I was always confident in everything. I mean, I practically had everything under control then, but now, it is as if nothing can help me attain something that I really wanted for my life. Before this questioning, I had prepared, rehearsing the questions in my mind and imagining myself asking her the right questions, but the moment I faced her, my brain froze. My fear of her reasons behind those cold responses made me stay on the safe side during the questioning. Her answers were all safe, but I felt so disappointed that I was not a part of any of them. Painful. I thought that first meeting years ago made a lasting impression on her, bu
