Watch Me Win, Alpha

“I promise to never mess with her again! I’m so sorry, Ethan. I can’t stand the thought of you not being my husband,” Chole said and buried her head into his chest, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

*Olivia*

After a moment, Chole seemed to calm down as Ethan wiped the tears from her eyes. Soon, she was breathing normally, and her mood seemed to regulate before my eyes.

Ava and I shared a loaded look. I didn’t know much about borderline personality disorder–the affliction that Ava’s psychologist friend seemed to think that Chole had–but I was pretty sure that rapid mood swings were a part of it. Watching Chole’s erratic behavior made my blood chill. I thought about her classmate, who was still missing. She had been the last person who was seen with him. Had Chole hurt that poor kid in some way? Honestly, after all the things that I’ve witnessed her do, I wouldn’t put it past her.

“I’m so sorry that I became so emotional,” Chole said and stared up at Ethan with regret. “You know that I only act this way because I just love you so much. It’s also my pregnancy hormones.” Chole rubbed her belly. “You can’t leave me when I’m carrying your child! You just can‘ t! How am I supposed to raise our child without you?”

At this thought, Chole began to sob again and clutched on even tighter to Ethan.

He gently patted her back, but I knew him well enough to know that he was still angry. He tried to mask it, though, as his expression turned into a cool, indifferent mask that I’d seen many times.

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led Chole over to me. “You need to apologize for trying to hurt

was talking to her, like she was a child, that he had caught doing something wrong. Why was he treating her with

Chole’s eyes as she glared at me. But she sighed and crossed

voice. “As long as you stay away from Ethan, I won’t hurt you again. Why should I even waste time with you? I’m the one that Ethan had chosen in the end. I’m the one

wrapped his arm around Chole’s shoulders and smiled down at her with pride. My

accept your apology,” I said. “If you can even call it that.” I looked between my ex–husband and his mistress. “You two deserve each other. I hope that you two stay together forever to keep people like you off of the dating scene so that no

but was interrupted by another car pulling up to us. Relief shot down my spine as Alexander quickly

heat from his body gave me comfort,