LUCAS POV.
I screamed, throwing away things after things in anger, most of it belonging to Sophia.
How could she do that to me?! I gave her everything!
The mirror came down next, the bedsheets.
Everything!!
My heart was hurting and I felt like chocking something until I was satisfied, preferably Max's neck.
I sank to the floor with my back against the wall in distress. What haven't I done for her? What does Max have that I don't? Why does she always make me feel pathetic because of that guy?
I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. I felt like crying thinking that maybe, she has gone to Max after I drove her out of my house.
Why do I even care? The slut can go to her lover for all I care.
Tears escaped my eyes, and I didn't bother wiping them off. It hurts, it hurts so bad.
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