"I finally understand what she was feeling a while back."
Just as Mia Grant had described, the same dream played over and over again.
It would have been one thing if it were a pleasant dream. The terrifying part was that in this dream—so real it felt like it had actually happened—the woman he loved left him.
'I should go back and talk to her,' Yates Donovan thought.
But after booking the flight, he found he didn't have the courage to go back.
He, too, was afraid.
He didn't know how to face Mia Grant. He couldn't act as he had before, not yet.
Over the past few days, everyone around him had noticed he wasn't in good shape.
They just assumed he was overworked.
When he had a video call with his grandfather yesterday, he'd given the old man quite a scare.
His grandfather had packed up the family chef and nutritionist overnight and sent them over to look after his meals and daily life.
If he hadn't stopped them, the elderly butler probably would have come along too.
"Uncle."
