The Love that Never Really Dies

Day had broken by the time Sasha woke up.

Cracking open her eyes, Sasha was momentarily confused by the sunlight streaming in through the windows. Where am I?

The moment she tried to sit up in bed, pain shot through her entire body. Moaning, she collapsed back into the bed as memories of last night flooded her mind.

Last night was h*ll.

Her eyes welled with tears as she lay down for a long time. Eventually, Sasha forced herself out of bed, gritting her teeth at the pain.

She entered the bathroom and assessed the damage.

It was worse than she had expected; there was a visible tear.

Does he hate me so much? Why else would he be so cruel to me for having a cup of coffee with Solomon?

Standing under the showerhead, she bit back the pain she felt as the water washed over her bruises and wounds. Much to her annoyance, tears began streaming down her face.

Ding!

Her phone began ringing outside the bathroom.

Sasha dried her tears hastily and exited the bathroom in a towel.

“Hello?”

Are you ok? Did he do anything to you last night? I’m outside the hotel

calling her early in the

upset by last night’s events, Solomon’s call caused Sasha’s anger to bubble over. “Solomon, can’t you leave me alone? Do you know how much I hate you right now? Why are you always turning my life into a mess? Who gave you the right to do that, huh? Did you think you could do anything you liked just because

was close to yelling by the time she

silent on the

as white as a

the hotel

had kept a moderate distance from the hotel since Sebastian’s men were still around. Only after spying Sebastian leaving at dawn with his men in tow did Solomon dare to park his car

me to

phone that the tips had turned white. The last bit of hope in his heart was extinguished, followed rapidly by anger and

a-are we still

“No. Where’s Sebastian Hayes?”

rest of his men should be leaving today as well. I didn’t see Sebastian, and I’m not sure

face immediately morphed into

this time. He’s been arrogant for far too long; I want him

it could not keep the eeriness in his tone from

in surprise before carrying

Sasha had been in the

no idea what she should do next; the only wish

she did not have her

managed to grab them. Without those, she could kiss her dreams of