Viviana so wanted to be excluded from the drama that went on there. If she should decide, she thought Tabitha was pitiful. And she had a feeling that Leander would help her.
He should, right? He should. She is her first love. And men cannot forget their first love for life.
Viviana gulped. There was some heavy feeling rising from the bottom of her chest. What is that feeling? She didn't like that.
"First love? Are you deluded?" Leander asked, no, he roared and his roar echoed in the restroom. Viviana looked at him with her eyes wide.
"I thought I loved her. But it was two decades ago. And she wasn't even my first love. She was my second. I tattooed my first love on my chest. So, don't be deluded!" he pulled Viviana to his front wrapping his arm around her, and kissed her head.
Viviana's heart skipped a beat. His tattoo? The tattoo of Jophiel? His first love? What is he saying?
Am I his first love? Or rather… Melanie was?
