I watched as Theo walked away from me that night, his rejection hitting me harder than I expected. I had anticipated resistance. He wasn’t the type to fall into temptation so easily but I hadn’t expected the look in his eyes. That unwavering loyalty to Grachelle, that stubborn love, as if she was the only woman in the world.
It made me sick.
I clenched my fists as I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel, so tightly my knuckles turned white. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that someone like Grachelle, who clearly didn’t appreciate what she had, could hold onto Theo so effortlessly. And it wasn’t fair that I had to sit back and watch, powerless.
But I wasn’t powerless, was I?
A slow smirk curled my lips as I recalled our conversation. Sure, Theo had pushed me away tonight, but I had
