|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV ||

" What do you want from me?", I asked coldly, stepping out of the room to find Jasper, standing a few feet away. He looked more vulnerable than other times. His face had a growing beard. He looked like aged overnight.

I didn't wish to meet him. After what he had done to Anastasia, I felt disgusted with him. For the sake of our past relationship, I decided to let him talk to me for once. He seemed happy too after I appeared in front of him.

I stayed in a remarkable distance, and wanted to call it off as early as possible. Jasper muttered,...