LUCAS POV.
Fuck me for being damn gullible.
Fuck me for showing the b***h mercy.
Double f**k me for showing her my vulnerabilities, for thinking we could be more.
My father was f*****g right—give a woman a bit of freedom, and they'd piss all over you. She took everything I f*****g did and said to her for granted, like it was nothing.
A throbbing headache set into my temples as I made my way toward my main room. I stripped off my clothes, stepping into the shower, my head an abusive mess.
I winced as soon as the cold water hit my skin, but gradually, the temperature warmed up. I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror as I washed, the cut from the vase throbbing more than it should. But it wasn’t the wound that hurt—it was her words.
A heartless monster.
The b***h.
