My breath caught; blood drained from my face. My lips quivered. The world spun. My signature stared back at me, bold and undeniable. My gaze scanned through the paper.
By the time I finished reading, I was already gasping for breath.
"No, it can't be possible. It can't be," I murmured.
I tried to piece together the events of the previous day, but it was blank.
I only recalled the engagement that finally turned into my sister's engagement.
My heart tightened as the pains of betrayal came crashing on me again; its cut felt fresh and dripping with blood.
My fist clenched tightly on the blanket, my breath ragged.
Adrian sat quietly beside me, his gaze trained on me. He was quiet, and I didn't know what he might be thinking.
At the moment, that didn't matter in any way.
Just then, a familiar ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts.
I glanced around, searching for it on the bed I was seated on, but then I saw it stretched out before me.
