"I'll wait. Forever if I have to."
Envy. That's all Hayden could feel as she watched Vivien kiss him, while she stood in the shadows with Tate, another person who had rejected her.
It wasn't fair. She and Ben were written in the starts. For a moment, she agreed with Tate. They could wait. She had forever and one day, Ben would grow tired of Saint Vivien and she would be here. Waiting for him to call her name and when he did, she would fall into his arms once again.
They were all dead, so.
Her.
Ben.
Their baby.
