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.

whispered, soaking my palms

tears.

making him hurt me when he clearly didn’t have to

sobbed lowly, feeling my heart

here she’d surely smack you

tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my

mean that I had

over him, Sophie? My con- science reminded

ever a thing. You were never a thing in high school, sure- ly you’ll

you and keep hurting

heart from him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me

me. And I should’ve seen this coming,

with my head and my heart again

is enough Sophie. You knew this would happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself

what he does or

my eyes, straightening

I got this.

at the nasty red lace thong

on Ashton. Not his asshole of a

through my hair and then wiped

am sure my eyes and cheeks are dry, I make sure the phone is working and

confused voice fluttered through

on each other and winced.

at a bad

my throat.

did you steal because….” She drawled out

them to con- fess. “I’m at Harrington.co

my throat hurt- ing

he do?” Mila

I felt a migraine lurk behind my lids. “He uhm….” Sighing I continued. “He

his shoulder

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

She was that crazy.

isn’t that a good thing? You still got your job

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