Chapter 735

Chapter 80 : The Truth in the Picture

I kept staring at the picture, too numb to form a clear thought.

In the picture, three people stood shoulder to shoulder. Soren was on the far left, and all the way to the right was a man, slightly older than Soren, but they looked very much alike.

Between the two handsome men was a woman—a stunning beauty. She had reddish, wavy hair and a sweet, tender smile. There was something in her posture that showed how soft and gentle she was.

The other man had his arm around her waist and I could tell the two of them were a couple. Probably married if the engagement ring on her finger was any indication.

I couldn’t stop staring at Soren, though. He was young, and just as handsome and gorgeous as ever, however, he wasn’t smiling into the camera like the other two were. It looked like at the last minute, he shifted his eyes to gaze directly at the woman.

I could never forget that gaze in his eyes.

He loved her. His love was deep, affectionate and intense. It couldn’t even be masked in a picture.

And there was a scarf around Soren’s neck.

Was that the scarf that Madam Scarlett had told me about? My instinct told me that the scarf was a gift from the woman in the picture. It had to be. No wonder he was so upset when he lost it.

I wasn’t surprised that Soren had a romantic past. In fact, I’d suspected it based on some of the things he said about women and not spending a lot of time with them.

My breath caught and my chest felt like someone was standing on it.

I could barely breathe as I stared at the woman in the picture, my eyes darting over to see how Soren was looking at her.

Just a quick glance was enough to see that the woman looked like me… or rather, I resembled her. We had the same wavy reddish brown hair, fair skin tone, and even similar body styles. Looking at her, was like looking at myself.

My cheeks burned suddenly and I slammed the shirts on top of the picture. Humiliated and angry, I slammed the drawer shut. How could he do that to me!?

My heart cracked. I pressed my hands over my chest, trying to hold my heart in place to prevent it from falling out on the floor.

It all made sense now!

way Soren looked at me and it sometimes felt like he was looking for someone else or looking at someone else. It wasn’t me he was looking for, it was the

he treated me differently than other women. So many of his friends kept asking him why I was special and why he couldn’t just let me go. He had made it clear he didn’t

probably rarely spent more than a

to see me safe, and insisted on helping me. He couldn’t leave me alone because I was just a substitute for him. I was his chance to

I shook my head. Last night had been amazing, but now, I

knees trembled and I stumbled to the bed, leaning against the bedpost. I thought I’d fall on the floor if I

answers to all my questions… They were buried in the dresser drawer just inches from his bed and where he slept every night. I’d been curious to know the answers, I

more than a

my forehead and shook my head, trying to shake the tears away. Sniffling slightly, I wrapped my

heart was breaking. My entire body was

What reason would a man like Soren ever have to even look my way let

were practically lined up

he was still hung up

his special treatment of me was because he had feelings for me. I knew it was a long shot but… I’d fallen into the dream. I thought

nothing to do with me. It all had to do with that

blinked, a few of my tears

scarf. It was supposed to be a thoughtful

he’d also been really happy. I was starting to think that wasn’t because he truly liked

had done the same thing she did. It was just a reminder that I wasn’t

I was so stupid!

I couldn’t stop. My mind started breaking down every single interaction I’d had with Soren and I

He wanted to keep me with him so

away and I shook

to let Soren treat me like that. I refused to be a substitute for someone that

the photo? Should I ask him what it meant in relation to me? What if

I already knew? My heart wouldn’t be able to take

He might try to evade answering my questions, like he

would just ask me what I would want to do and

to try and stop me

sure I wanted to leave but what choice did I have? If I stayed here, I’d be humiliated further, especially

My heart ached again.

much if I didn’t. I’d known I had strong feelings for a while and that I was falling for him but now

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