chapter 22

It's been one week and I am still stuck in the garden with me and Grumpy. I can't stop thinking about how he gently patted my back while I cried my heart out on his chest. How even though he didn't say a word to me, his presence was very comforting to me.

It isn't a memory that should be stuck in my mind. It's probably what decent and kind people do but I'm not used to it which perfectly explains my fixation. I am not used to even the bare minimum.

Before we departed, I contemplated asking for his name and his phone number but I didn't want him to think I was desperate and doing too much when he was merely being nice so I thought against it and just thanked him.

I probably would never see him again. First, second encounter was a coincidence but it was very unlike for a third to happen.

I have also made up my mind to hand over Rodriquez Brands to Gareth. Frankly, I don't feel as much guilt as I thought I would. If anyone deserves to head the company, it's Gareth.

The sound of my flip-