35. Roman
CHAPTER 35
ROMAN
The past five months have been hell. But a different kind of hell. I miss her with all of my being. I've respected her wishes; I've given her the space she needs. But there's a part of me missing.
I’ve thrown myself into my company. Business numbers are up, and that’s all fine and dandy, but shit gets put into perspective when you’re in the thick of it with a woman you’ve fallen madly in love with. Goddamnit.
I was lucky enough to have Victoria text me about an important investment meeting Waverly had. That would explain her leaving the shelter with a box of her belongings. She never told me she quit, but I’m assuming she did. Waverly is doing what she wants. Living her life for her. Not for Patrick. Not for me . I wish her well either way.
As I stare deep into the cheap coffee one of my guys brought me from the corner gas station, I can’t help but wonder if she’ll ever come back to me.