I closed my eyes tightly, resting my head against the cold wall. Memories of my time with Lennon flooded my mind.
I had never been a woman who liked to linger on the past, yet I was far from decisive.
Lennon has been more than just a lover. He had been a companion and confidant for a long time in my life. His existence had carved an irreplaceable place in my heart.
Now, having torn away the fabric of our relationship with my own hands, I could not escape the aching tightness in my chest.
I covered my face with my hands, hoping that hiding behind them might let me slip away from the weight of reality, but the door burst open.
Startled, I straightened up, my heart racing as I braced for Lennon’s return.
Instead, a bright, excited voice filled the room. "Lennon! The diamond ring for your proposal has been ordered. I am sure Miss Dawson would be so moved that she would cry after seeing it!"
"Hey, do we need to start calling her Mrs. Sullivan already...?"
Alex entered with an exuberant roar. The moment he saw me, he froze mid-step, his eyes widening as if he had walked into a trap.
"Mrs. Sullivan… Uh, Miss Dawson, aren't you injured? Why are you here?"