Rosalind's POV

I sat in my bed feeling a chaotic whirl of emotions.

My lips still tingled from Killian's kiss and my heart still ached from Cillian's betrayal.

This was wrong. I shouldn't feel this way about both of them. It wasn't fair to either of them but I was unable to control how I felt.

I loved Cillian. I had loved him from the first moment I met him and he took my hand. I had fallen even deeper in love with him every day he treated me like a queen.

The way he tried to solve all of my problems, his shy smile and the way he stared...