Anastasia POV
I tap the screen multiple times, confirming the video of Grace crossed over Dante's lap while they share a kiss, accompanied with that picture are several pictures of her removing his clothes and him helping her out, my fingers shake as I stare at the picture, the video plays multiple times.
My lips quiver and my eyes blur over with tears, these were clothes he wore last night, "He really went to see Grace?" I whisper to myself my voice cracking as I speak.
My eyes meet with the tray of food, anger floods my veins and I grab the tray throwing it to the floor, they shatter as I think over his vivid promises.
"Did he have s*x with her last night and decide to come back home to lie to me and pacify me?" my eyes fill with more tears as they run down my cheeks, "Always the sec
