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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.

I hate him,” I whispered,

tears.

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

lowly, feeling my

on Soph, get a grip on yourself! If Mila was here she’d surely smack you across your head or yell at you to pull

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

had to succumb to

over crying over him, Sophie?

a thing. You were never a thing in

hurt you and keep hurting you.

heart from him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me and

right. Aiden would always hurt me. And I should’ve seen this coming,

and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my heart for him again, not knowing that it would get stabbed

knew this would happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that you don’t

care about what he does or who he’s

eyes, straightening

I got this.

at the nasty red lace thong I slammed the draw

Ashton. Not his asshole of

my hand through my hair and then wiped the

I make sure the phone is

before her curious and confused voice fluttered through the

knocking on each other and winced. Did

her at a bad

cleared my throat. “Mila it’s

whose phone did you steal

clenched my eyes tightly before opening them to con- fess. “I’m at Harrington.co

my throat

do?” Mila rushed out

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

his shoulder and literally didn’t let me go until we got

in case she got here with- in shockingly only ten minutes with cops and a baseball bat

She was that crazy.

good thing? You still got

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