(Aiden’s POV)
I woke up seeing the ceiling of my bedroom, unsure of how I got in here. My last memory was that I was in a bar, drowning myself in liquor and hoping it would make the excruciating pain disappear.
Unlike Caleb, I never played the hearts of women I had relationships with, except when I met Elle. I woke up finding myself cheating on Jasmine and wanting to end our relationship because I was sure my heart belonged to Cinderella Miller.
When I saw her naked, her arms on Caleb’s waist and her head on his chest, my world stopped spinning, and shards of glass pierced my heart, stopping my heart from beating… killing me. I wished to stop Apple from hurting her, but I could not. It was as if she released her grip from her hair; I would be the one to drag her out of the tent and hu
