LEO.
I looked at my phone. The message was crystal clear, but even then, I had to f*****g read it a few times.
‘I’m going to be leaving. With Marcel here, I don’t think it’s smart for me to linger. Arrange me a car, or at least let your security know to let me out.’
She was leaving.
Just how I f*****g wanted…
There was no relief, nor f*****g excitement at the fact that she was.
Yeah, because once she’s gone, Marcel will have a s**t-ton of questions for me to answer. Why didn’t I fix stuff with her ‘mate’, and then Corrado would do my f*****g head in about why I let her go.
Stop f*****g with yourself Leo, you know that isn’t the reason.
I lit a cigarette, taking a drag on it as I stared at the phone, letting out a string of smoke slowly.
But it was for the better that she left. Her
