Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

And it smells like home.

Before I can think twice, I’m suddenly pulling the sweater on over my head, drawing the thick fabric up to my nose and inhaling deeply. A sense of calm washes over me that I haven’t felt in years, and I allow myself a moment to enjoy the comfort. Just a moment, I tell myself,hen I’ll take it off.

With that, I move out of the closet, laying the dresses I’ve picked out on the bed. I run my fingers across a pearly- white number, but it feels a little too formal. I then hold up the deep lilac ankle–length gown that I’ve chosen, but the pl

unging neckline feels like too much.

Finally, I settle for the black cocktail dress that I used to wear often. I know it looks good on me, hitting just above my knees while the thin straps show off my shoulders.

I then pick up the dresses I didn’t choose, planning on putting them back, when something catches my eye. Arthur’s bedside table drawer is cracked open, revealing what looks like a photograph laying within.

This time, something other than a mate’s instinct drives me. This time, it’s pure nosiness that prompts me to open the drawer and pull out the picture.

As I hold the picture in my hands, my heart sinks heavily. I slowly sit down on the bed, staring at the picture.

It’s… us. Younger, happier, and smiling. We’re wearing our bathing suits, sitting on the sunny beach with a

vibrant blanket beneath us and a picnic spread around us.

We look… in love.

I don’t realize that tears have begun to prick at my eyes until I hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

Shit.