Anastasia POV
The words shock me but I stand there and listen to his grievances, he storms out of the room leaving the room with a bang just after his confession.
Tears well up in my eyes, my lips quivering as they start to pour freely on my face, the mirror is a few feet away from me but I can see how pathetic I look, mascara streaks on my face, mucus pouring for my nose as I struggle to wipe them off, more tears pour from my eyes as I rethink his words over and over again.
"I never wanted to be right" I whisper to myself curling up on the floor at the edge of the bed, "He really loved her, he truly loved her" I whisper again like a mad woman talking to herself.
He admitted it straight to my face, my eyes meet with the broken glass on the floor, I had never seen him so angry before, h
