Chapter One Hundred and One

In the blink of an eye, I comported myself, standing tall with my head held up high even though my heart was thrashing so hard in my ribcage.

I held his burning gaze for three seconds before blinking and walking away. As I walked past him, I caught a sniff of his scent.

I shut my eyes close and held my breath, preventing myself from perceiving him 'cause his scent was beginning to stir up memories that I had locked for years, memories I had no interest in revisiting.

"Wait!" He suddenly said, authoritatively might I add, and unknowingly, I stopped.

I stopped.

Why did I stop?

Why can't I move my legs?

I urged my legs to move but they didn't, they couldn't. It almost felt as if I had no control over them and he did the controlling. Like I was a puppet and his voice was just enough to control me.

I felt irritated and embarrassed that I waited like he wanted. That even after all these years, his voice still elicited this unexplainable feeling in me.

"You are still married..." He s