Sofie's POV

I wasn't angry.

I wasn't infuriated either, and I definitely wasn't heartbroken nor did it feel like my heart had been ripped out of my chest, and tossed into a trashcan.

Definitely not.

Then, why was I bawling my eyes out like a pathetic fool? Why was I shivering with immense fury? Why did I feel like dying?

I had no right to feel these things but why did it hurt so bad?

The familiar scent of Roman's cologne filled the air as I heard light footsteps behind me, which made me halt my steps.

With shaky hands, I wiped my tears off and continued walking while inwardly...