My heart was bleeding but saying anything was futile. I knew he didn't like me but to go that far to insult me with his girlfriend was just too much.
I'd heard everything they said about me. The hateful comments and snide remarks about me, I'd heard them all.
And I was hurt. Deeply so.
I expected nothing less from Mia and his mother, Martha but not him. I deserved a little bit of respect from him in the very least.
I released a sigh as I started across the foyer, going outside the building, towards the garage where his vehicles were parked to wait for him.
I tried to forget the things he had said about me with his girlfriend but it was hard to. I bit my lips to stop from crying.
I wasn't a bad person, no matter how they tried to paint me. My time here in this house was
