CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
ANDREW’S POV
My heart beat so fast as I rushed into the washroom, kicking down every lavatory door open to make sure no one was inside before I slid my finger across the screen. picking up the dreaded call.
“What do you want now?” I questioned and there came the dark, evil laughter that made me want to just fly through the phone, reach at the phsycho and just twist his neck.
“Oh, Andrew. See, for more than a month, I’ve just sat by watching you have a blissful time with…that woman. I mean, I still want her so bad but I’ll be patient because in the end I know I’ll be the only for her and she’ll have no option but to be with me. Have you ever thought …or in the least imagined Lana with some other man? It hurts, doesn’t it?” He questioned. It f*****g hurt and
