Chapter 22

Rachel

The fury within me was bubbling. Still, I curbed the urge to lash out.

I had to constantly remind myself that Patricia was not worth it. I should not stress myself over her.

The reason I was more susceptible to rage is because of Chase. I thought he was the one that called my phone.

The pain of my hopes dashing into nothingness fostered my anger.

"I am sorry. My hands are tied, I can not do anything to help you. Still, I accept your apology." I said curtly before removing the phone from my ear.

My hand hovered above the red button that would end the call.

"Wait!" Patricia yelled and I stopped.

Her voice was loud enough to grate my eardrums even as I had distanced the phone from my ear.

"Patricia. I don't have time to entertain you." I commented in a cold tone.

I was being benevolent by exchanging a few non-lethal words with her.

For a person that harmed me, I had tolerated enough.

My patience was already stretched to its limits.

"Rachel, I am really sorry for acting against you