Chapter 101

EMBER'S POV

"Well, a man must hold on to hope, that perhaps the woman of his dreams would finally give in to home." those words should have been charming, romantic even. But something about them made me angry.

Was I truly the woman of his dreams and I was, how many times had I showered him with nothing but love? How many times had I poured on him all of my hopes and dreams, even after Kate entered into our lives? Even up until now?

And here he was, talking about me finally giving in to him. I had given in to him, and he'd broken my heart. Countless times.

"I really do need to find Jean," I said. I was aware that I was blatantly not acknowledging what he had said, but I had no other choice. If I so much as spoke about love with him, or about us, I was going to become angry. I was going to cry.

He solemnly nodded,

"Perhaps I should tell you this then. It's a bit of what I told Jean. The man I had taken into my custody, is nowhere to be found at the moment."