Rosaline’s P.O.V.
Xavier entered the room, his dark aura instantly dropped the temperature of this abandoned, creepy dungeon more. The air around me became so bone-chilling, that I felt as if thousands of needles are piercing my skin. His face didn’t show an ounce bit of remorse or sadness. His icy gaze met mine with an impassive countenance. My heart twitched as I stared into his eyes which were cold like a deserted, frozen lake without any ripple in it. He has become so indifferent and ruthless. The Xavier whom I had loved couldn’t even tolerate a mere scratch on me but the man who he is standing in front of my eyes has marred my heart with millions of indelible scars.
