The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven) novel Chapter 488

Smiling, Zane explained, "I poured the water before Steven showed up, and it was hot. It should be the right temperature by now."

I was a little surprised by how considerate he was. I sipped the water, appreciating the lukewarmness of it.

Zane sat down next to me, and I laid my head on his shoulder. I found it odd that despite all that he had done for me in the past, I didn't think of him as my safe harbor until now. For once, my heart no longer felt so untethered; I felt grounded.

I grew sentimental. "What did I do to deserve such a wonderful boyfriend?"

The kinder Zane was to me, the more pathetic my old life with Steven appeared. If Steven had been in Zane's shoes—I caught myself. No, Steven would never be in Zane's shoes because he was a selfish man who refused to do even the smallest things for me.

There was a time when I was sick and asked Steven for a glass of water. He had poured a glass of piping hot water for me.

I couldn't drink it and set it aside to cool, only for him to grouse, "Didn't you say you were thirsty? I got you water as you asked, and you didn't even drink it! Were you just pretending to be sick for my attention?"

My head had been so heavy that I couldn't retort. I couldn't believe my life partner could accuse me of being dramatic.

Steven met my gaze and sneered, "So, you can glower at me, but you can't even pour yourself a glass of water? Your theatrics disgust me. I'll never believe you or do anything for you ever again!"

In truth, Steven hadn't ever done anything for me save for pouring me that glass of water. I had watched him leave and close the door behind him.