CALEB’S POV
I slammed the bathroom door shut, the sound echoing through the empty room. My chest was heaving from the fury boiling inside me. She blocked me.
Nia blocked me.
After everything we’d been through. After all the years, the memories….she just walked away and now pretends like I don’t exist?
I paced back and forth, gripping my phone so hard I thought it might crack. I pulled up our last call, nothing but a dead line now. Straight to voicemail.
“Unbelievable,” I muttered, jaw tight.
I sat down heavily on the bed, elbows on my knees, phone dangling in my hands. “She thinks she can just replace me? With that pretty boy suit?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “He doesn't know her. Not really. Not like I do.”
I leaned back, running a hand down my face. “She’s confused. Hurt.
