Chapter 231

She had been Without a doubt.

Darian didn’t know what more shocked him. The fact that she would tell such a white lie about something so trivial or the reality of her lifeless, joyless flat

It was as if she had intentionally designed herself a sterile prison cell and had punished herself.

Everything inside him recoiled at the thought that she had lived like this for five years. Why? Why live as though she was punishing herself when she had argued with him so furiously that she wanted it to end?

Had Rhode’s death scared her so much? Had it really changed her?

There was not a single thing out of place in the living room, or the small kitchen, or in the glimpse he had caught of her bedroom. She had everything she required.

The cupboards were full of silverware; a plasma television adorned the wall in the living room, yet was coated with five layers of dust.

There were no decorative items, no knickknacks. Just the bare essentials wherever he looked. The walls were a pristine white exactly