ERIC'S POV
My vision dimmed as I saw them kissing. Red was no different than Calla, after all. She also left me for someone more famous and wealthier.
"Red, what does this mean?" I asked, stressing my anger under my breath. If only we were at home. I would have yelled at her, or I would have kicked and punched the wall.
"You may think what you like, Eric, it's fine with me," she replied defiantly, a thing that surprised me. I knew her as a submissive girlfriend, and she never talked back to me every time I had a bad mood.
"I saw you kissing Mr. Grey. What else could that mean?" My eyes were already burning with anger as I looked at her fearless gaze. How could she change a lot in just a few hours after she declared our breakup?
"I do not deny it," she replied, giving me a bored loo
