Kian’s POV
She was asking for it. First, she interrupted me during my phone calls. And then she refused to listen to me. It is alright. She deserves this. I don’t f**king care. If she calls my name like that. Or her eyes were filled with tears looking so crystal clear almost like an ocean. It doesn’t matter if her lower lip was trembling and that expression. It has nothing to do with me. It shouldn’t be. This is not me. Thinking about her in such detail.
I was driving for ten minutes, hardly and my mind was already flooded with the flashbacks of each of every moment that had happened a while ago.
“F**k”, I said as I hit the steering wheel with force. Applying breaks in such a sudden manner, gave me a jerk. The cars behind me, appointed for my safety, stopped immediately. I turn the st
