“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just called her parents because she fainted while in the washroom.” She tries to stay calm, but I can hear the tremble in her voice. “Is that right?” “Yes. She collapsed and it didn’t feel right leaving her there so I called her parents over.” I’ve known
Emma. My legs fail me, and I collapse on the fucking floor. I’m still in shock. Still unable to believe that the man I loved would treat me so cruelly, all because of that bitch. I’ve seen the ruthless side of Rowan before. It wasn’t 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 couldn’t she just accept that I didn’t lo
“That she was the one that hurt Ava... She shoved Ava while they were in the bathroom, and Ava hit a wall. That’s why Ava was bleeding. I’m also guessing it’s the reason why she fainted.” My tone hardens when I remember what Emma confessed. It made me want to wrap my hands around her neck and choke
Ava. It’s 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 wasn’t 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
“Are you okay, baby?” 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
“Has Rowan eaten?” “Not yet; he told me that he would eat after he was done and that I shouldn’t trouble myself.” I nod my head. "Okay, then, have a goodnight.” “Goodnight too” After she leaves, I make a plate for Rowan. Who knows how long it would be before he finished up. He couldn’t run on an