Chapter 14: Carter

I storm outside, fury fueling every step. Carter is such a fucking asshole. Four years of cheating on Charlotte, and now he dares to call her a whore?

"Nora!" Connor shouts behind me, but I don't even glance back. The cold air hits my face as I push through the club doors, but it barely registers. My eyes lock on Carter instantly. He must sense my rage because he turns and smirks at me across the street.

"Here comes the other whore!" he yells, voice cutting through the night air like a knife.

I storm toward him, my anger boiling over. "You're such a fucking pussy!" I shout. Carter, still smirking, downs his drink and carelessly chucks the glass against a car. The glass shatters, leaving scratches in its wake. "Hey, man!" someone yells, but Carter doesn’t even acknowledge them.

“You are such a weak, weak person, Carter. So pathetic.” I hiss at him. He gets right in my face with a burning cigarette between his fingers. “Am I, whore?” he hisses back. "You cheating piece of shit." I