Desperation

Roman’s POV

I watched with ire boiling inside me as Lana walked into the room with a smile plastered to her face.

"Hi, babe." Her voice wafted into my ears, and I scoffed in annoyance as I picked up a book from the nightstand, and decided to pretend I was reading it.

I was not in the mood to argue with her at that moment.

For an unknown reason, I felt emptier that day. And everything seemed to irk me.

I hadn't seen Sofie for the past three days.

I couldn't make out why her absence seemed to be affecting me so much.

"Aren't you even going to acknowledge my presence?" She whined, placing the gift bag in her hold on the nightstand.

"What are you here for?" I asked, without steering my concentration from the book.

"I came to apologize for how I acted the last time I was here. I'm sorry, Roman." She pouted, staring at me.

I huffed. "Since you're done apologizing, you may leave."

"I have a fashion show in Paris in two weeks, so I'd have to leave New York soon. " She revealed, crossing her