Rosalind's POV
We sat next to each other but we had never felt further apart.
After overhearing what they had said at that meeting, I withdrew.
Maybe it was cowardly of me. Cowardly of me to just want to dissociate myself because of the amount of pain even the thought of Cillian with someone else was giving me.
I didn't want to think about it. I really didn't yet all night I tossed and turned imagining how he would be with her.
If he would kiss her the way he would me like I was oxygen he needed to survive.
I wondered if he would touch her like he did me and I wondered which I would prefer. If he being distant with her would make me happy because it meant I mattered to him or sad because even if he cared about me, care wasn't enough.
It was no surprise when he picked up on the
