Jameson’s POV
Rage, blind rage was all I could feel as I paced my room . . our room, that damn ring cutting into my skin as I crushed it in my fist. I’d been stuck here, fuming for the last hour, nothing in my head other than the images of my past.
I thought I was OK, past the pain that the woman I thought was my entire life had thrust upon me but all it took was this damn ring in my girl’s hand and I was right back in the same spot.
No longer was Aniyah in front of me, it was Katienne, ripping my chest open and stamping on my heart.
My phone rang out from where I had thrown it on the bed, glaring at it, I saw my sister’s name flash up on the screen, reaching over, I picked it up and pressed the green button.
‘What the hell did you do Jameson Wells?!’ Cassidy’s voice screamed down the
