AFTER TWO MONTHS (BARRA'S P.O.V)

Two months passed without her as I kept myself busy again as before. I intended to move back to my father's place to calm my mind, but business affairs always preventing me from leaving.

People kept saying that my attitude turned cold after her departure from my life. I didn't care what all the media said or even calling me like that.

They didn't know how messed up I was even though two months had passed. All her memories left behind all deep wounds that had no cure.

I was still thinking about her, but I got so much pride after my words. I got it, she wasn't my Jazzlin but, her character and the way she cared so much about me, making me believe even she was a stranger... she truly loved me.

I told myself eyertime that I hate her but, I couldn't. My feet always wanted to find her and my arms always missing the warmth of her body.

Every day felt the same, there was no change whatsoever. Only meetings, or spending my time outside the mansion.