Brielle's POV
That evening, I drove through the night with the windows down, trying to clear my head.
Eventually, I stopped at a familiar lounge that Jayce used to reserve for us. Whenever we had a special occasion, we'd come here for dinner and stay the night.
I went straight to the exact private room he used to reserve for us, almost out of habit. Without thinking, my hand turned the knob, and I pushed the door open. I heard voices as I entered and walked into a room full of people.
I froze, my eyes quickly scanning over them. They were all Jayce’s friends and colleagues, about three of them. Jayce was at the center, a glass of wine in his hand, looking relaxed.
The worst part was that Kenna was right next to him, wearing a two-piece that showed off her figure.
My heart squeezed wi
