Ray stood by the beach, standing on the white sand, watching her as she run around in the sand with Kenzo. She looked happy, satisfied and content. She was happy without him being there. And he couldn’t stay a day without thinking of her, it’s all because of him. Kenzo!

The bastard, if she truly knows the kind of person he was, she would never be beside him. He would make her realize, that he was all she needed. Not Kenzo. He tried to deny the fact that they looked good together. Kenzo was all down on her, smiling at her stupidly. His gaze was soft. Something he had never...