Elise's pov

I woke up alone again.

The space beside me was cold, which meant Sebastian had been up for a while. Frustration bubbled in my chest as I heard him moving around in the kitchen, probably making another perfect breakfast like he hadn't just told me he loved me yesterday and he hadn't made me feel things I'd never felt before.

He wanted to act like he wasn't driving me absolutely insane with his restraint.

I threw off the covers and marched into the kitchen, still wearing ...