KESTER.
I had lost my mind completely. The first moment I saw her...
I should've left. Turned away. But my feet wouldn't move. I couldn't. I was paralyzed by the sight of her—her mouth, so f*****g eager, swallowing him whole like it was nothing.
She was, giving herself to that f*****g asshole; her eyes closed, totally lost in it. And I just stood there, watching. Helpless. So f*****g helpless.
My heart slammed against my ribs, but it wasn't anger that hit me first. It was hurt. A raw, gut-wrenching pain, something that ripped through me, shattering whatever f*****g control I thought I had left.
I could feel the anger rising, boiling under my skin, the sickening burn of jealousy twisting my insides into knots.
I wanted to break something. Anything. But most of all, I wanted to break h
