Chapter One Hundred And Four

♞—Lorenzo

My head snapped to the side, a faint burn lingered on my cheek, I looked back at her as tears dropped down her chin.

Why was she crying?

Isn't he what she wanted? Why is she reacting like that?

The last two days with her had been different, I wanted to give her the choice of choosing for herself. Because if she wanted to stay with me, I would have done everything in my power to keep her.

My gaze flicked back to the blonde asshole who stood protectively behind her, his brows furrowed with concern. I didn't mean for him to see us like that but something inside of me wanted her, an inner urge emerged, wanting to say goodbye to her for what seemed like the last time.

Because I know, I just fucking know that she will choose him. That bastard looked like a ken fucking doll compared to me.

No matter how much I loathed it, she was meant to be with someone who had no dark secrets, no dark past. Someone like Jack, her filthy stable boy. My chest tightened with apprehension, refus