Chapter 118 One-hundred And Eighteen

• Millicent
• My tiny studio apartment had never felt more like a sanctuary. I closed the door and leaned against it, finally letting myself truly fall apart. The sobs came in waves, each one torn from somewhere deep inside where the bond used to live. I slid down to the floor, wrapping my arms around my knees, and let myself feel the full weight of what had just happened.
• Abel had rejected me. Rejected us. Without even knowing the truth, without letting me explain, he'd thrown away everything we could have been.