Felicity...
"Trisha, this is my fiancée Felicidad. Sweetheart, Trisha here just wanted to get her things from the other room," he said. It sounded defensive, but I didn’t care. I felt triumphant after our rendezvous in the shower, and the woman glared at me. If a look could kill, I might be lying on the floor now, breathless. I stared at Axel, but he didn’t look at me. The woman in front of me was likely my age or a little older. Why is she here, inside Axel's room, like she has been here many times? I will ask Axel later, but for now, I won't give the woman the satisfaction of her presence affecting me.
I sent the woman my welcoming smile. "Hello, Trish," I said. The woman continued to glare at me, and Axel growled at Trisha. "I will wait for you outside," she said. She gave me a death
