HARPER
True to my word, I practically sprinted to the parking lot after the closing bell. I was going to confront Kingsley despite the knots of fear in the pit of my stomach and nothing could stand in my way.
I gathered all the brevity I could conjure and stayed on the lookout for Kingsley’s driver, and the second I spotted the car, I hurried towards it.
“Good afternoon, Howard, I’ll be riding home with Kingsley today,” I told the driver once I reached the car.
“As you please, miss,” he unlocked the doors and I jumped in.
About ten minutes later, Kingsley opened the door and I could hear giggling sounds as he kissed someone’s neck hotly. I couldn’t see her face and he hadn’t even noticed my presence because of how engrossed he was, but I was slowly starting to rethink my decision as d
