(Ashley’s POV)
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I sniffled a tear quietly. I did not expect to feel so sad seeing Philip standing next to that b*tch Helen. When I saw his hands placed on Helen’s waist, I felt hurt like a thousand knives piercing through my already broken heart.
Did he love her? I wondered for years hoping it was all just a bad dream.
But, it seemed all hope was lost for Philip to love me back. How could he do such things to me? I loved him. We were happy once upon a time.
Feeling Nikolai’s warmth next to me, I somehow felt a little better. For some reason, I felt some sense of bitterness in his eye, perhaps he saw me looking at another man. I hoped he would not ask me any more questions about Philip or Helen.
I would not know how to answer him. Even after five years, my mind found it difficult to
