The Girl He Craves

Chapter 75

75

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.

hate him,” I whispered, soaking

tears.

my fault for making him hurt me when he clearly didn’t have

sobbed lowly, feeling

was here she’d surely smack you across your head

tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my stupid heart still

that I had to succumb to these

over crying over him, Sophie? My con- science

not like you two were ever a thing. You were never a thing in high school, sure- ly you’ll

hurt you and keep hurting

from him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me

I should’ve seen this coming, even if

my head and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my

this would happen sooner or later. Now pull

what he does

eyes, straightening my

I got this.

nasty red

on Ashton. Not his asshole of

brushed my hand through my hair and then wiped the remaining tears that

and cheeks are dry, I make sure the phone is working and dialed

curious and confused voice fluttered

plates knocking on

at

throat. “Mila

phone did you steal

my eyes tightly before opening them to con- fess.

my hand brutally, my throat hurt- ing when I said

Mila rushed out in

between my eyes as I felt a migraine lurk behind my lids. “He uhm….”

over his shoulder and literally

she got here with- in shockingly only ten

She was that crazy.

a good thing?

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