CHAPTER 76: THE STALKER

Bree

“Arggggh,” I hit the steering wheel multiple times, throwing my phone to whatever direction it wished to land. My palms went over my sweaty face—a beautiful sign of frustration. Alexander made sure of that. He was really proving to be a spawn of the devil even with no memory of his.

Now, now Bree, I think we agreed on letting Alexander go. He's not ours, he can never be. No matter how many things we do. We'd find a good man who would love us without a reason.

My right conscience was busy preaching to me and I was succumbing to it. My tear glands were starting to work. I blinked twice as hard, trying to stop them from falling.

I threw my head to the head rest, not long after; that one voice pushing me to do the unthinkable came on.

Bree, listen to me, she's trying to make you give up. Real women in love don't do that, men love women who wouldn't give up on them. Trust me, it's only a matter before Alexander looks at you the way you want. Just don't give up love, don't give up. Alex