Sebastian stared at the woman before him, feeling his heart softening.

He was still a little angry at her this morning and, if he were being honest, he had flared up at his subordinates because of his bad mood.

But now, he realized that all the anger in him had dissipated. He wasn't even angry at the lost project.

Conversely, he felt content.

There were a few levels to that feeling of content.

Each level was like an empty bag that, once filled, would move on to the next level. The next level was a larger bag.

He felt like the first bag was already full, and that he had progressed to the next level.

With regard to Rosalie, he didn't ask for much. His bar was very low to start with, and he would feel content with just a smile or a tender word from her.

concerned for him instantly filled the empty bag on the first level to the

the bag on the first level was filled, a greater sense of emptiness rushed in. He

with her concern, and that alone made him content. The bag on the second level could only

and it was what he dreamt of this morning. That was the only way that bag

for the three distinct levels, and he would take his time to slowly

was just a dream, and I'm

rang in his ears, each word a beautiful melody tickling his

around him felt

out, "Rose,

I've just gotten a divorce, and I'm still recovering from

wrong?" Rosalie waved her hands in front of his eyes.

daze, as if his soul had left

finally snapped back to reality, and realized that the exchange was merely a figment of

reminded himself. He couldn't confess to her. He almost did

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