Michelle's POV

I rolled on my bed for the umpteenth time that night.

I couldn't sleep.

My mind was anchored on Myron's heroic and effortless save. What worried me the most is how differently I now see him.

I used to see him as the bad guy, the aider of Annabel's deceit however, this was when my mind was wrapped around Scott.

With my mind in a healing process, I could see myself in Myron- heartbroken, desperate yet on the brink of giving up.

I stepped out of bed and drew in a deep breath. Annabel was right. With a clear mind, everything started to fit in place.

God..

I...