Rhys wakes in the morning, thoughts of Arrabella like the previous morning are nowhere to be found, that smile that he thought he missed is forgotten in the space of a day, forgetting he even shared a bed with anyone before.
Even though he was in bed at a reasonable time, he is far from rested, his mind was running through all that has been before, even in his sleep state the same continued, dreams of what happened in the lead up replaying in vivid detail, plaguing his dreams.
Physically and emotionally, cringing at his lack of awareness.
His lack of trying for all these years, his indifference and his complete lack of acknowledgment. Instead of wondering all these years why her personality was so lacking when it never was at the beginning, then he had the audacity to resent her or mayb
