CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Anika's P.O.V

I found myself on the couch in my office, having finished my work, but suddenly feeling bored. To pass the time, I grabbed my phone, unlocked it, and began scrolling through my gallery.

As I went through the pictures, my mood shifted when I stumbled upon the folder I had created of Richard. Without hesitation, I clicked on it.

As the photo opened, I zoomed in, studying it closely. Memories of Richard flooded back, and I couldn't help but miss him dearly. His smile and everything about him – he looked so handsome in this picture.

It was a photo I had secretly taken of him during our vacation when he was shirtless, looking at the sunset. I couldn't resist capturing those moments; he looked incredibly attractive.

A smile crept across my face as I reminisced about all the wonderful experiences we shared. Despite everything, I couldn't help but still feel love for him. It might sound foolish, but these emotions seem beyond my control.

Reflecting on all that I had done fo