The next morning, when Dominick woke up, he recalled everything from the last night. He looked for Juniper, who was not on the bed. Turning his head, he found her on the recliner, a thin blanket covering her.
Getting down from the bed, he walked to her and bent a little to carry Juniper in his arms. While doing so, he made sure he wouldn't disturb her sleep. As he carefully laid her down on the bed, Juniper's brows furrowed slightly. But her sleep didn't break.
Dominick brushed away the strands that rested over her cheek. 'I think I made a mistake. June and I've been together for eight years. She was waiting for the wedding day so eagerly. Yet, I let Casaio take that day, thinking nothing would happen. But June is hurt.'
Simply staring at her face, he contemplated further, 'If June has to expose Zilia's past, she could have done it earlier. I don't think she will ever do it. I have to trust my mate. I love her and there shouldn't be an ounce of doubt in it.'
