Chapter 22

Laura’s POV

I paced back and forth in the living room reminiscing about the scene I saw earlier and it was beginning to piss me off.

I clenched my fists, anger swirling inside of me and I wasn’t even trying to quench it down. that The nerve of that slut lying there in Devon’s room, looking all vulnerable, as if she hadn’t done everything to ruin him, to ruin us.

“Ruin us how?” my subconscious mind taunted me and I hissed ignoring that thought. Although she was in the picture for a long time he was meant for only and no matter how I try to split them, something always comes my way and I don't know why he can't just let her go.

“Stupid little riffraff,” I muttered under my breath, gnashing my teeth together furiously.

“Why didn’t she just die huh? I was so close, very close to finally getting rid of her but boom her savior came to ruin my plans. Haven't he done enough huh?” I screamed ruffling my hair frustratedly.

All my work and careful planning, and in the end, Devon had to come swe