Chapter 41

Brielle's POV

Putting the casorole on the top of the stove, I wiped my forehead and went over to the sink to wash the dishes. It was around 8 and Killian wasn't back from the office yet. After what Madam A said to me this afternoon, every time I think about the man, my head starts swimming and my heart beats out of my chest. I had to distract myself because the mere thought of him had me feeling overwhelmed. It was like something in my head was blocking this feeling and once I heard those words come out of her mouth, that barrier came crashing down and I was putty in his hands.

We came back just about two hours ago and I decided to cook so I could occupy my mind but it wasn't working and I almost overdid it. Benjamin took Delilah upstairs to get her unready and I could tell he noticed something was off about me. I scrubbed the pan with all of my force as I tried to deny what my conscience was telling me.

I'm not in love with him.

I continued repeating the same words in my head and sta