C62 Chapter 62

Melia’s pov

A sigh rushed out of my lips as I took a sip of my coffee. The café was quieter than I remembered. Maybe it was because I hadn’t been here in months—since my life had taken a sharp, unexpected turn and the girl I used to be had been buried under the weight of everything that came with marrying Bastian.

I sipped my coffee, staring out of the window