Chapter 89: "You can't catch a break, can you?"

Roman opens the envelope, reads the letter in it, and rips it up neatly before walking over to the bin in the room and depositing it in there.

Each action contains a sort of tension that has the pit formed in my stomach deepening.

Why does it always turn out this way?

I sincerely didn’t mean to make him feel like I don't trust him. I didn’t read it.

I couldn’t read it since it was meant for him.

I hear the door click as he steps out of the room and something in my heart shatters. I curse under my breath and run my hand through my hair.

When I look at Danis, he’s grinning.

“You can’t catch a break, can you?”

I nod albeit grudgingly. I can’t seem to catch a break and it’s infuriating. I walk back to the bed and pick up Roman’s laptop before walking over to his desk and placing it on the smooth surface.

I return to my bed and slump into it.

Even the clinical orderliness of this room doesn’t seem to calm my rioting nerves.

“Should I go after him?”

It annoys me that I'm asking this questi