—Alec—

How could she not remember me?

Or was she snubbing me? Reducing me to nothing?

I took another sip of my drink, still trying to make sense of what had just happened as she disappeared through the heavy doors.

A part of me wanted to go after her.

But I stood there, rooted in both pride and the fear of being denied again.

Six years.

Six years of searching for her, only to have her treat me like I meant nothing.

Tom let out a low whistle beside me. “Wow! That woman is ...