Book 3: Sudden Dinner Plans

Anacá's POV

I trudged back home after another hectic day at the bakery. It was another day without Eros. For the last few days, I had been living a robotic life with no reason to smile whatsoever. Eros hadn’t contacted me or come over to see me. Had he forgotten me and moved on? 

Although it should have made me happy, it didn’t. I felt a nagging fear, a restlessness clutch at my heart. What if Eros gave up on me? Yet I couldn’t force myself to forgive him. It should be spontaneous, right? Forgiveness should come straight from the heart. Then why couldn’t my heart forgive him? 

A movement behind me made me conscious. Was it the bodyguard? I turned to check, but there was no one. Maybe I had imagined it. 

The sun had set, and I hurried to get Lucy from the Murphys’ house. These days, nothing made me happy, not even working at the bakery or Lucy’s antics. My mind was always alert, my eyes searching for Eros while my ears strained