Wendy's POV
I was having my photos when the door to the studio was ripped through. A smirk appeared on my lips as my eyes met the figure that loomed at the entrance.
It felt like the whole world went still and it was just us. I saw a future where none of this happened, we were still together and a George Junior running around. It was all a dream and this was the real world. He didn't choose me here, he chose them.
We've been through a lot together and how he didn't pause for a moment to think back then is what I don't understand.
He owned my heart without working for it back then. Now, maybe he still owned it but am sure as hell not going to give it to him for free.
I smirked as he dragged me off the stage and tossed me into one of the dressing rooms.
He's still fixated on me bein
