Nicole’s POV

His car left a pile of dust so did my heart stinging and cloudy. The pure worship in his gaze as he held her like a treasure, so profound he won’t share or let anyone a sneak peek. His fingers rolling over her skin as a sacred gift to be touched with great respect: he loves her and worse it hurts. I burn watching their display of love, the love in his eyes, plastered in his lips, and the raw fire in his bones. Jealousy simmers from my pores, memories of our past, the love we shared, the sweetness our lives had before it came crashing like a...