Chapter Twelve

Ethan froze where he stood. His heart was heavy and suddenly filled with disappointment and hate. He was so jealous, seeing her talking and making conversations with the man at the cafe but the thought of Samantha having an affair with another man to the point of making a child, made jealousy run down to his bones.

All Ethan could see was red. He hated the fact that his eyes were getting watery.

“You bi tch!!!!!!” He yelled, slamming the glass cup he was holding against the wall with the drink in it spilling on the floor and the couch, and soon enough, the pathway was filled with broken glasses.

All that Ethan could see was red. He wasn’t an emotional person nor was he someone to show his weakness.

He had no idea why he was feeling terribly hurt. It was as though his heart were shattering into pieces with the information that he heard. He felt deep pains that he had never felt before and before he knew it, he was struggling to fight his tears.

He plopped down on the couch beside him,