Emery POV
I have never thought of myself as a saint, but I'm responsible and kind enough not to be a cheater.
I'm not a cheater. I don't support it and I hate it, and yet I was one of those despicable scumbags who cheated on their partner at a crushing moment of weakness.
I never knew the sort of devil that could make me willing to take myself to hell until I met Xavier.
He was built and made entirely for the purpose of ruining me; every part of him made me tremble and ache for him. I have set myself on a self-destructive path because of this man, and I know that it's not going to end well.
I frown at my phone, unable to get to Asher. I'm going to be late for lectures; maybe it would be better to use a cab today.
A sleek black SUV pulled up in front of me. The window to the passe
