Did I mention how fucking pissed off I am? I was fuming mad. Itâs a wonder that smoke isnât coming out of my nose and ears like in the damn cartoons I used to watch. Getting to the car, I get in, turn on the ignition, and drive out of the fucking park. I donât think of anything apart from what The
âI donât know what youâre talking about. I just called her parents because she fainted while in the washroom.â She tries to stay calm, but I can hear the tremble in her voice. âIs that right?â âYes. She collapsed and it didnât feel right leaving her there so I called her parents over.â Iâve known
Emma. My legs fail me, and I collapse on the fucking floor. Iâm still in shock. Still unable to believe that the man I loved would treat me so cruelly, all because of that bitch. Iâve seen the ruthless side of Rowan before. It wasnât as intense as now, but it was still something to be reckoned wit
Rowan. I rush back to the hospital. My anger had yet to simmer down. It was still fucking hard to believe that Emma would stoop that low. That she would hurt Ava simply because I no longer wanted her. Why was it fucking hard for her to understand that? Why couldnât she just accept that I didnât lo
âThat she was the one that hurt Ava... She shoved Ava while they were in the bathroom, and Ava hit a wall. Thatâs why Ava was bleeding. Iâm also guessing itâs the reason why she fainted.â My tone hardens when I remember what Emma confessed. It made me want to wrap my hands around her neck and choke
Ava. Itâs been about a week since I was discharged from the hospital. Everything so far has been great, even though I still have this small fear that everything will fall apart. Emma wasnât wrong that day. Rowan had always belonged to her. Sure, he is a human being and not simply a damn possession
I was in the kitchen contemplating what to do about the Emma issue. Travis left a few hours ago after he basically begged the entire time. It was now four, and I expected Noah to come home anytime now. Rowan would be home at five or six, so I still had time to think. Emma and I never really saw eye
âAre you okay, baby?â I ask Noah as we have our dinner. Rowan usually joins us for dinner, but not today. There was a business proposal he was going through. Not that he needs it, given that he has already accomplished so much for the company, but the opportunity was too great to pass up. He was o