Seventy

Chapter Seventy

Cleo’s POV

My eyes fluttered open as the sunlight beamed into the room through the open blinds. Rolling over, I found the bed empty. Roman’s side had been made and was stone cold. Worrying I’d overslept, I checked the time on my phone only to find a message from the missing man himself.

‘I didn’t want to wake you, but I have a few things I need to take care of today. I’ll be back in time for tea, have a good day, and remember I love you.’

Smiling to myself, I placed the phone back down. As I went to swing my legs over, a light knock came from the door.

“Can I come in?” Angel’s voice came from the door's other side, causing my stomach to form in knots. I knew I’d have to face her today, but I’d at least hoped to have some coffee in my system first.

“Of course. Is there something wrong?”

“Actually, there is, the wedding….“ I couldn’t decipher the look she was giving me, which worried me.

“Roman told you, didn’t he? I’m sorry if I sound like an ungrateful bitch.” And I tr