22. Don't Forget

-Lucy’s POV-

Nights have passed with only me in this lonely place. I may be married, but it doesn’t feel that way. I am living in Conner’s mansion, but Conner has never been home since the night after our wedding. I guess I angered him when I slapped him on the face that night. It was an initial reaction of how lowly he thinks of me. Serves him right. I gave out a sigh and shook my head. Maybe he is doing what he said he would, that we will get married, but nothing will change. I leave the house at eight in the morning and be back around six in the afternoon. This has been my routine for almost a month now. I didn’t have much to worry for Conner’s staff has always made everything ready for me. However, this very feeling made me remember the agony that I had a year ago. Conner left without a single word, again. The moment I entered the room I took off my jacket and placed it on top of the bed. I opened the glass door to the balcony and was greeted by the icy