Tessa's POV;
I've been pissed, irritated, snappy, annoyed, disgusted, and just totally in a bad mood since we got back from the party.
Cameron kept staring at that stupid Camila woman; it was obvious that that was what she wanted. Cameron is mine! My husband! She's his ex. His past! How dare she show up now!? And that aside, how could Cameron stare so longingly at her when I'm in the same room!? He's freaking married to me! Me! Not her!
"Are you fine? "Cameron questions from the doorway between our rooms as he stares at me. I grit my teeth as I sit at the bed's edge and pull off my shoes. I remain silent, and I hear him sigh.
"Will you say something? You've been in a foul mood for most of the night. Did something happen? "She questions and I stand to my feet as I glare at him and thro
