Faith POV

I woke up to find that Austin was no longer beside me. He must have gone to the office early again. All that remained was the wrinkled part of the bedsheet where he had been lying—and the stain of blood, proof that I was no longer a virgin. I had given myself to the man I had promised myself to.

A faint smile curved on my lips, because even the promise I made to myself had been fulfilled. My first kiss—I experienced it only on my wedding day. Even if it wasn’t the kind of ...