Chapter 49 - Chapter Forty-Eight: Anthony's POV

I am disorientated when I open my eyes, having to blink a couple of times to adjust to the harsh light that streamed in from the glass wall. Glass walls sounded like a great idea when we remodeled this place, but the light bouncing from the pool was frying my eyeballs, making me want to wring our architect's neck. Seeing the pool reminded me where I was. And because of that reminder, I decide on impulse to shut my eyes. If I open them, I come face to face with reality. And ... I have come to love this unrealistic bubble I have locked myself in with little miss Azania Wyatt.