Troy POV
She didn’t care.
The look on her face, the way she wouldn’t admit she was my girlfriend and then accuse me, ME, of having many women.
I poured myself one drink after another, but nothing would dull the ache in my chest. Blake and Cooper, sat with me in the private room I demanded when I walked in. I didn’t know they were here and they followed me into the room.
They tried to ask what had happened but I wouldn’t answer. Instead I was the stupid fool who kept pulling out my phone, checking for any messages from Milly before slamming it back into my pocket when there weren’t.
Of course there wouldn’t be. She is probably heading back to her precious Ryan’s house right now to beg him to take her back.
"I'm leaving." I finally announced, giving up on waiting for her call or text.
