NORAH STEWART’S POV
I checked his wound and I was happy to see that it was healing. I know she did not want to be left with me in the same house but what other choice did he have. I was the only person who cared for him and even if he feels it is not true, to me it is true.
Stitching the wound three days earlier was such a big step because I could see him under that shirt. His abs were still in a perfect six packs and I had really missed him in bed. It killed my soul that he slept with my mother but I could not just resist the fact that I was in love with him.
I really wanted answers, it is not like I was the ugliest girl in the planet. I really wanted to know why I could not just satisfy me yet he kept telling me over and over that he loved me. Was it a possibility that he was lying a
