Rose’s POV

The restaurant itself was beautiful—candle tables, calming music softly in the background, and a roof deck with a view over the entire city. A location that seemed tailor-made for couples, for stolen moments and new beginnings.

And I sat across from a man who both destroyed me and changed me in ways I had not yet started to work out.

Victor seemed different tonight. Not in the manner in which he dressed—though he did look as stylish as always in a sleek, tailored ...