MARGARET
I had never been so furious in my life.
My chest burned with anger and rage swirled in my veins like poison. Every word people spoke against Alex and I was like acid in my wounds and it did nothing but fuel the well of disdain for Eva that had built up in the pit of my stomach.
They knew nothing about Alex and I. I saw him first, he was mine long before that b***h took him. I was only taking back what was rightfully mine, and no one had the right to judge me.
I turned to Alex and found that his jaw was set stubbornly. His arm was vibrating and I could practically feel the rage radiating off him.
“Alex?” I called out, but he didn’t speak.
He grabbed my arm, tugging me out of the house without another word. I fought to keep up with his long strides, and on another day, I woul
