Daxon
Somehow, I knew this was Gideon’s fault.
He clearly told the tabloids about us. That f*****g cretin. I hated him so much!
I continued watching and my stomach dropped when a picture of me and Roxanne kissing in front of my car earlier popped up on the screen.
This wasn’t Gideon’s fault, it was mine. I had carelessly kissed Roxanne in public because I felt I had something to prove. And considering her hands were on my face, the ring was clear as day.
“f**k…Roxanne, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.”
“How long do you think before the think pieces start about how you can do much better than me?” Roxanne whispered.
“I’m…I’m sorry,” I stalked out of the room, furious with myself.
I always f****d everything up! Now Roxanne was stressed about what some useless strangers were go
