I inhale, my nostrils flaring as I tamp down my rage at the thought of her marrying someone else. I was giving her space to think about her choice while still watching from afar. I’d planned to hang the bastard with his own tie on their wedding night. Or kick the door of their honeymoon suite off its hinges and blow his fucking head off for even thinking he could have Olivia.
So glad hes calmer
