Chapter 84 — JULIAN ADAMS (POV)

I’ve been staring at the damn screen of this phone for at least five minutes. I can’t take my eyes off the picture on the forum… even if my throat is so tight it burns or my chest feels heavy.

It’s a picture of Angelee and that restaurant owner on their date yesterday. And they seem to be kissing.

I’m feeling like crap.

Hah. I can’t stand this.

I abruptly throw my phone on the table and lean back in my chair, closing my eyes and sighing deeply. My head is throbbing so much that I haven’t even gotten to the gym for a workout. I feel like I’ve been slacking off over the last few days, especially since Mike returned. My head has been a mess since then.

Of course, it’s my fault. I should have known from the start that things would turn out this way. Getting involved with Angelee would cost me dearly, and I paid the price.

Now I’m here, so hungover that I can barely focus on my work; my chest is he