Declan Norwood's attention reflexively snapped to her, hope reigniting in his eyes:
"Baby..."
"Declan." Celia Sterling met his gaze. "I told you last time that I want to call off the engagement. After three years together, you should know my personality. When I say I want to end it, I'll end it, no matter how difficult. Even if it wasn't Silas Norwood today, there would still be no future for us."
The light in Declan Norwood's handsome eyes, like shattered starlight, instantly vanished.
Yes.
He knew she wanted to end it.
But he never thought she'd actually succeed.
He had assumed that as long as the engagement couldn't be broken, his scandalous behavior in Port Sovereign would eventually fade into an insignificant old memory. He figured if he was just a little more persistent, it was only a matter of time before they mended their relationship.
He never imagined he would lose her so suddenly.
