Theodore
I always knew that I was just the side piece.
But seeing him with her disintegrated me on a whole other level.
I feel numb as I do another set of the weight-lifting machine that I’m sitting in, my biceps not hurting badly enough, if I can still feel my heart stinging in my chest.
Ugh.
Of course his beloved is flipping gorgeous.
Also, my guilt and shame are eating me alive, my senses drifting off as I lose count of whatever exercise I am doing.
Luckily, the gym is half empty, and even if my phone died halfway through my cardio exercise, I just got as desperate as my heart could take about karma getting my ass.
During a mini panic attack, I managed to call the Hel Company to reach Brad and inform him about my small inconvenience. As usual, he and the stick up his arse
