Derek POV
My grip tightens around my steering wheel as I drive towards our old house. Anger rushes within me, accompanied by a sense of betrayal from Charles.
I knew he always liked Morgana; he literally jumped on her bed the first night she said we broke up, even though he knew we would still get back together. When I asked him why he did such a thing, he told me that he was drunk and all that.
Morgana seduced him and not the other way around, and I believed him as the trusting person I am until I saw his chat with her. Still, I pretended to date that I never saw that.
And do you know why? Not because I could not cut him or all that, but because I was afraid of being alone. I had been alone all my life and decided that I would rather die than be alone, so I kept the ones I had to mys
