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Sophie’s pov

I feel the blood drain from my face as I read the note over and over again.

And every single time, I felt nausea crawl up my throat and feel the squeezing of my heart.

It’s painful.

Knowing he slept with her brought on pain, it hurt me so badly that I couldn’t breathe properly. I shakily closed the draw in disgust, my eyes filling up with tears.

Did he fuck her before he fucked me or after?

My heart squeezed even more as the thought hit me.

I gripped the phone harshly, my fingers trembling.

I bit into my bottom lip, nearly splitting it in the process.

This hurts.

And I know it shouldn’t.

I breathed out a shaky breath, blinking but that only re- sulted in the tears to roll down my cheeks.

My lungs burn and I shakily place the phone on the desk.

Come on Sophie. Get a grip!

He has hurt you before, you knew he was a manwhore. Nothing has changed. Why are you still making this hurt you?

I let out shaky breaths, hoping to ease my heart and stop the burning in my throat.

I was supposed to be strong when it comes to him and yet I am still the girl who gets butt hurt when Aiden does things like this.

I gripped the edge of the desk and pushed the chair back a little and buried my face in my hands.

whispered, soaking my

tears.

was again all my fault for making him hurt me when

lowly, feeling

yourself! If Mila was here she’d surely smack you across

instead, the tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my stupid heart still loved Aiden. Even after all these years I still

I had

thought we were over crying over him, Sophie? My

you two were ever a thing. You were never

hurt you and keep hurting you.

heart from him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me

always hurt me. And I should’ve seen this coming, even

should’ve guarded my heart for this. I was stupid. Those little words he just said to me messed with my head and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my heart for him again, not knowing that it would get

happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that you don’t care for

about what he does

eyes,

I got this.

red

Focus on Ashton. Not his asshole of

through my hair and then wiped the remaining tears

dry, I make sure the phone is working

confused voice fluttered through the other end.

on each other and winced.

at a bad

cleared my throat. “Mila it’s

whose phone did you steal because….” She drawled out

to con- fess. “I’m at

phone in my hand brutally, my throat

he do?” Mila rushed out

lids. “He uhm….” Sighing I continued. “He kind of forced

out the part where Aiden threw me over his shoulder and literally didn’t let me go

with- in shockingly only ten minutes with cops and a baseball bat

She was that crazy.

that a good thing? You still

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