Hannah's POV

　　I was standing by my kitchen window, mindlessly watching the world outside, when I spotted him. Christian.

　　The sight of him sent a wave of conflicting emotions crashing over me. I felt a tight knot of anger in my chest, but at the same time, a pang of longing I wished I could ignore.

　　What was he doing here? After everything, he still had the nerve to show up?

　　I clenched my jaw and turned away from the window, feeling my ...