Penelope POV

I ran out of his office, and tears streamed down my face. It broke my heart. There was a tiny bit of hope in me, hope that he would want me but he had stated to me that we were nothing. He called what we had a mistake, telling me it would never happen again.

Those words broke me beyond repair. I sank to the ground in the corridor as I wept. For five years, I held onto a shimmer of hope, hope that maybe someday he would forgive me and take me back.

I was never happier than when I was with him. He was my source...