CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
ROXANNE'S POV
I walked far away enough to let the burning tears flow without restriction. I was still on the floor, but many meters away from the CEO's office where I had again been reminded of my disgraceful heritage. It wasn't supposed to be something so disgraceful, but the humans around me had found it completely normal to use it as a weapon to shame into submission.
Edward's father's reaction to the kiss was something I had almost forgotten could happen. I was already on the brink of forgetting his existence not to talk of his kicking against my relationship with his son that I had become so comfortable in the cursed relationship.
Though I could hide in the excuse that when I had begun dating his son I wasn't in the right frame of mind, I couldn't deny the fact that I had remained with him even after fully gaining back my memory and knowing about our distance in the social world.
