Nara’s POV
Damn fool.
I swear to God, how can Nick be standing there in our damn bedroom — our shared bedroom — making a call to his side chick like it’s nothing? I mean, the audacity. The disrespect. The gall. Yeah yeah, I know, I’m fake. I’m not exactly in this marriage for love either. But damn it, there’s a line! And that line should be not making your side piece calls while I’m still in the same room where we’re supposed to be playing happy couple. He knows it would hurt me. And you know what? It does.
And don’t ask me why.
I’m not even into him like that anymore. Nope. Nuh-uh. I’ve put all those stupid feelings in a bag, tied it up tight, and tossed that trash right into the emotional dumpster. I even set it on fire for good measure. I’m done.
… Okay, so maybe my heart still doe
