ALPHA WESTON’S POV.

Watching the flowers in the garden, I got swept off my feet by the warmth this place brought.

I had decided to enjoy the scenery in the garden for once and that was when I knew that it was more than a scenery.

It was a feeling!

An emotion!

It was at this stance that I began to understand how people felt whenever they watch flowers bloom.

My mind suddenly drifted to how I met Natalie for the first time, and for real—it was a not so good experience.

I was happy that I met someone like her, but I wasn’t happy when I found out about...