Jamey
I still hate Meadow, with every bone in my body, but I couldn’t watch her cry. The worst mistake I made was bringing her here. A room full of stupid men who prey on attractive females. Disgusting.
When I was talking to Adams, the organizer of the meeting, I overheared what those fools were saying about Meadow. I think everyone did. They were practically yelling. Even though I was talking to Adams, Meadow had all my attention. I saw her body language change when she heard them. I saw how her hands shook, and her breathing escalated. I saw how she practically ran to get out.
I was fuming. They had the right to say such things about her. No right to be so disgusting and rude towards her. No one else was allowed to be rude to her aside from me.
She was mine to argue with, mine to pla
