Stolen Love

Oliver pov:

As I stood there, watching Steve and Jeremy enjoy the beauty of Paris, I felt a deep sense of resentment and jealousy burning inside me.

I couldn't believe that I was left behind while they were living it up in the city of love. A wave of anger surged through me, making my heart race and my blood boil. I wanted to scream, to lash out at them and make them feel the pain I was feeling.

But before I knew it, I found myself punching the mirror in front of me, shattering it into a million pieces.

The sound of glass breaking was deafening, but it was nothing compared to the rage that consumed me. I didn't care about the pain in my knuckles, all I cared about was getting back what was rightfully mine.

I glared at my reflection in the broken mirror, my eyes bloodshot and my teeth clenched.

"Jeremy is mine," I growled, "and no one else has the right to touch him."

I could feel the fire within me burning brighter with every passing second, driving me to do whatever it took to p