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It was infuriating, the way my heartbeat thrummed at the faintest sign of interest from her.
I expected her to walk away and end this charade once and for all. Women like her would never be attracted to monsters like me.
My blood burned hotter for an entirely different reason. That fucking ring.
Most of all, I resented the fact that he had her.
Because they were getting married. Because I saw her first. Because she was his when she should be mine.
and anything Ayana-related was mine. No one else touched it.
But there were moments—days—when I didn’t give a fuck. She belonged by my side. And she was right there, only floors away, like the universe had dropped her in my lap on purpose to fuck with me.
Two months made me want to burn the whole fucking church down.
In a way, I owed everything I had to him, but I would give it all up for one thing—one person—in exchange.
My obsession with Ayana was a double-edged sword. I craved her presence even when it drove me mad; I fixated on her absence even when it consumed my thoughts.
If you were my fiancée, I wouldn’t look at another woman. Entertainment or not.
