A love confession.

Rose's POV

I couldn't look away. My eyes remained fixed on him like a magnet.

Something swirled up inside me akin to a breeze. The bitter anger I felt slowly wanted under his stare as those three words echoed in my mind.

‘I'm yours.'

‘I'm yours.’

‘Yours.'

‘He was mine.'

I only vaguely felt the breath leave me in a slow shudder as my heart raced beneath my chest. Slowly, the tension rung through my body eased. In the same motion, his arms eased around me, as though he could tell my mood. I remained standing in place, though the close contact between us never ended.

I swallowed thickly, my gaze never leaving his. I let my fingers trail across the soft cotton fabric of his shirt as I processed his words. In tandem, his minty breaths still ghosted over mine.

For a moment, I glanced down to his lips. They were flushed and slightly parted. I could just as easily close the distance between us and focus on the brief momentary pleasure, but my heart resisted.

“Who is she?” I muttered, rising b