Ayla POV
I was gobsmacked. I never thought in my wildest dreams he had cheated on me with 8 other women, but the more I think about it, it did make sense. Before I moved in with him, he always worked late, and I was never allowed to just show up at his flat, now I know it’s because he was busy with those other women.
“Ayla please, they didn’t mean anything to me.”
I stood up and pushed the chair back, it scraped against the beautiful dark wooden floor loudly.
“Marcus, I came tonight because I think it’s better to do this face-to-face. We are over. There is no chance for us. I don't want to see you again.”
I grabbed my bag and swiftly walked out of the restaurant. It felt good to say that to Marcus, a weight had been lifted off my chest. I felt hands grabbing my arms and pulling me bac
