Chapter 141

Della's POV

I sat beside the window, sipping a glass of milk and looking outside mindlessly.

For the past few days, my life had been quiet… Or rather, empty.

After Henry confronted me that day, I've never seen Kylian anymore. Without realizing it, I would occasionally sit here and just look outside as if waiting for something or someone. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help myself from missing him from time to time.

A few days had already passed, and I couldn't forget how lonely and shuttered he looked when Kylian left that day under the rain.

Placing down the glass, I shook my head to wake me up from my reasonable thinking. “Stop thinking about it. That old Della is back,” I reminded myself.

To begin with, Kylian and I were not really fated mates. We tried to defy fate and push what we wanted amidst the disapproval of his family.

From the very beginning, we shouldn't have been together. And that same goes until now.