Chapter 38- A Perfect Evening!

Perfect! He was perfect in every possible sense. He was everything I wanted and everything I needed. I can't stop thinking about him. I've lost my heart to him.

And that's not it. I was falling for him with every look he gave me, every word he spoke, every touch he gave me over and over again. Bloody hell!

My lips curled into a smile at the memory of last evening.

I was standing in front of my mirror looking at the ugly scar I got due to that horrible incident. The more I looked at the scar, the more I felt miserable.

I hadn't realised that Mr Arnold was listening to me crying over something so petty. God! I was so silly.

When I opened the door, he was right there, leaning with his arms crossed over his chest. His face was calm as he looked at me. He grabbed my hand and walked into my room with me. He stopped right in front of the mirror, his arms wrapped around me from behind, eyes staring into mine through the mirror. He held my hand and made me pull my blouse little exposing my sca