EMBER's POV " I don't want to get anything from any car, Ember. I came out here to be with you," he said adamantly, and I bit my lower lip. "Well, that's dumb," I said quietly. The past weeks stretched out between us. The lawyer's letters, the letter rendering them void, the public statement on th
I knew I was making the right choice, so why did it hurt so much to watch him walk away? I knew taking what he offered at that moment was the wrong move, and so why did the idea of our divorce being printed out on paper, make me want to crawl into my bed and cry forever? ~~~~ I didn't sleep well.
EMBER’s POV Who in the world had invited him? I thought woefully. And what was he doing? I wondered as he made his way over to our table, "Ember Macgregor," he said with a wicked smile when he reached my table, and I wanted nothing more than to grab Rowan's hand and flee. There was a glint in Par
I watched him go but didn't call out to him. I was truly tired of having people threaten me, but at that moment, I was too tired to care. I went back into the hall and found Rowan waiting where I left him and simply watched him. He was scrolling through his phone, but when he put it down he turned
PARIS’s POV "I don't know why you still give her the time of your day to be honest. You have Kate. That woman loses herself daily just to please you. A bit crazy about that one, but still. And if you don't want Kate, then you can have any other woman. You're an Alpha for God's sake." But no other
"Ember, don't say that." "it's the truth though. You kissing me tonight, isn't about love. You don't love me. You just care that something you consider yours isn't taken from you. I'm nothing more than an acquisition to you. It's all a game for you, and I'm not interested in playing. I'm tired, Par
EMBER's POV I walked toward him and tried to take his hand, but he held it out of my reach and shook his head, “Not this time, Ember.” And my chin wobbled, “I’m sorry.” I said in a strained voice, but I saw the change in his eyes before he even opened his mouth to speak, “An apology can’t fix th
Talk of the devil, I thought and I simply rolled my eyes. But the fact that he couldn’t he even not pick up the phone and engage her, was confirming what I was trying to say, “Isn’t this another one of your ploys for attention?” He drawled, and whatever she said to him after that had him widening h