His Eagle Eyes on Me

Avery wondered if she would be his mistress if that woman was still alive.

If she was dead, then was she her replacement?

Either way, it made her heart ache and left a bad taste in her mouth.

While Avery was lost in thought, Elliot's thoughts also wandered.

"Tell me, what exactly do you like about Cole?" he asked as he pulled out his cigarette box. His face was the epitome of an enigma.

"I don't like him anymore," Avery said coldly.

If they had not talked things out earlier, she might have continued to use Cole to anger him.

It was childish, but Elliot was always losing his temper over the smallest things.

If she did not retaliate, she would lose her mind.

"Is it because you realized he was nothing but a penniless loser?" Elliot asked as he held the unlit cigarette between his fingers.

"Is money all you think about?" Avery retorted. "Back when Cole was pursuing me, he would write me love letters every day. On the weekends, he would take me to art galleries and music recitals. We would have the

most wonderful conversations-" s "Sounds like a load of superficial bullsh*t to me! It's precisely because all he thinks about is getting into a woman's pants that his business is a mess," said Elliot, cutting her off. "What you consider wonderful was nothing but a joke!" 1

this mature and successful? When I was fifteen, I liked guys who were cute. When I was sixteen, I liked guys with good grades. At seventeen, I was into basketball players. I liked talented guys when I was eighteen... I loved Cole. It's

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