Chapter 11

Astrid’s POV

I watched Rhett walk out of the house without sparing me another look.

The slam of the door echoed behind him, and for some reason, the silence that followed felt heavier than it should. I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, my stomach letting out a loud growl that reminded me I hadn’t eaten.

‘Great. Now I was starving.’ I thought bitterly.

Micah had left for his flight earlier that morning, and unlike him, I wasn’t exactly blessed in the kitchen. ...