It was a gloomy morning—like the sun had chosen to sit this one out, like a protest. Maybe trying to imitate the turmoil inside Jules.
She sat in the shotgun of the car and kept her gaze out the window, watching the cars, pedestrians and basically everything pass by.
Asher's birthday should have been a day to get off things that bothered her and just watch her little boy grow up. But instead, it had turned to some kind of apocalypse.
Nolan just had to show up with his b***h and watch her ruin the moment for her and every other person present.
She should have known he was trouble when she let Asher around him.
Now he's gotten his b***h pregnant and allowed her to rub it in her face.
The thought that he actually f***s her irritated Jules even more.
So what was the reason he was still
