Chapter Twenty

Violet

I flipped the eggs over in the pan, savouring the silence in the house while my eggs sizzled and mentally constructing the next scene for my novel. My laptop was seating beside my mug of tea, the cursor blinking questionably at me, knowing the deadline for my publisher was creeping in and while I was close to wrapping up the book, some chapters still remained and a couple others needed to be rewritten.

I turned off the gas and slipped my eggs on a plate, adding crispy bacon, melted cheese and toast before settling down in front of my laptop. While I ate, my phone lighted up to show a message pop up. It was Dominic.

'Forgot some documents in my home office. I'm coming to get them.'

It's been almost a week of Dominic doing his possible best to avoid me. He worked till late, getting home at night, only to be out very early before I'm awake. It hurt, but I was slowly withdrawing from getting him to see me. Besides, I still felt betrayed by his admission about getti