Chapter 22

• || SANCIA'S POV ||
• I was nervous to knock on the door. I didn't think that I was prepared enough to see him with another girl. I hated disloyalty. I told myself several times that I didn't love him. But I hated to picture him with another girl.
• Holding my breath in my lungs, I decided to knock on the door twice, keeping my lips sealed so that he wouldn't know my arrival. No one answered the door which I found suspicious.