13. Disgraced

Rosalie

"Rosalie, it's late right now but I'll send a message of the list of tasks I want you to get done by tomorrow," Nicholas tells me.

"Yes, sir. If you don't mind, I'd like a quick briefing on the tasks.

He nods, "I want you to make reservations for my wife and me and also send her a bouquet of roses by one p.m." I feel my heart sink into my stomach and I can't help the hurt that suddenly covers me.

My lips part to speak but no words come out of them. "Rosalie," Nicholas calls,

snapping me out of my daze. "Did you hear everything I just said?"

"Y-yes, sir. Roses and reservations." I smile, "Got it."

I keep trying to convince myself that I don’t care and that I’m happy for him when nothing could be further from the truth.

Every night, my mind has been tormenting me with images of him with Natalia, warping my memories until all I can see is him touching her the way he touched me.

When I close my eyes, I hear him whispering into her ear, telling her to look at no one but him. Just