Billionaire Daughter (On Hold!)

Chapter X

Rosaline P.O.V

"how?" it was stupid question I realise now, but right now it was the only question I wanted the answer to.

Millers eye brows creased together and he tilted his head to the side slightly "what do you mean how?"

"I mean, how can you love me after all I have said to you? How can you love me after the way I have treated you over these few years? I thought you hated me" I explained, my voice was growing weak and I felt my throat close.

"I can't hate you Rosaline, I've tried to ignore my feeling towards you for months now but as soon as I hear your name or see your face, the feelings come flooding back ten times stronger" Millers stepped towards me and unintentionally I stepped back, a look of hurt crossed his face when he noticed my action.

I don't know how long everyone stood there, it felt like hours but in reality it was only a couple of minutes. It was taking more strength to keep up-right, my body felt a thousand time heavier and I knew I couldn't stand for much longer or I would collapse.

"Rosa? Are you okay? You have gone extremely pale" Miller took slow calculated steps towards me before he was right in front of me, I could see the slight amount of grey in his blue eyes that was dotted around, honestly it just made his eyes stand out more.

"I'm okay, could you just. . .um. . .go?" it sounder more of a question than a request, but right now I was more worried about fighting of tears that were fighting to escape.

"um. . . ye sure" guilt took over when I glanced at Millers face as he passed me, he looked heartbroken and defeated, I can't blame him honestly, he confessed he loved me in front of twenty plus people and all I did in response was question him and ask him to leave. But on the other hand, what does he expect me do, run into his arms and get married to him then and there, ow hell no.

I've only had one maybe two boyfriends in my entire twenty-six years of existence, the first official boyfriend I ever had was when I was in college, we both had an interest in each other as he was in my English class and both liked the thought of teaching, we soon ended it because he got fed up with that fact that I rather work than spend time with him. He then told me its him or work, I bet you can guess which one I picked.

Miller soon left through the front door, I didn't look at him, I couldn't, not as he leaves after I told him too when he confessed that he loves me.

A moment or two passed before the sound of his car engine came alive and drove down the driveway, the hum of the engine got quieter as time passed and before long there was nothing but silence, the only sound being my heavy breathing, which became almost deafening.

I was the first to speak and to move, almost like everyone else was too afraid to do anything, afraid that I will shout at them or even break down and cry, was I going to cry?

"Spencer?" I called, a slight shock took over me when I heard my voice, it sounded nothing like me it reminded me of when I was younger when I was weak, broken nothing like the strong and powerful voice I have too this day.

I turned towards were he stood in the arch way leading to the dining room where most of the other staff stood they as well were all still supporting a pity or shocked look.

He stepped forward slightly but stopped when he realised he shouldn't get too close, which was probably a good idea because even I don't know what is about to happen in the next few minutes.

"yes Rosaline?" he spoke in a soft tone, a softer tone than usual a kind smile was still the highlight of his face, it always reminded me of my Grandfather who lives a few miles away from my Mother and Father in Wales I haven't seen him or any of my family members in years, I haven't realised how much I miss them. I always say family is the most important thing but how can I say that when I'm not even with mine.