Rebecca.
Strange, that was how I felt sitting at the restaurant with Sebastian. He was doing everything to make my day better, but I kept thinking about Rowland, and the little scuffle we had in the office.
It’s been years and I still couldn’t stop myself from worrying about him the same way I did when we were together.
The things he said with his venom-laced voice when my secretary handed me the flowers, the way he looked at me with betrayal glistening in his eyes, and the resentment he felt for Seb like he wanted to hurt him for just looking at me or breathing the same air as me.
Those were the thoughts that clouded my mind while I sat with Seb, making me drenched in an ocean of guilt.
The restaurant was a very fancy one, you could tell from the deco and their service.
The walls
