Nolan’s pov
Done.
Finished.
Over.
I sit up in my bed, Aria is asleep over on her side of the room when I frown at her sleeping like a baby. why the f**k can she sleep when I can’t? ever since Scarlett left, I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. I can’t even f*****g think. I just hear her last words over and over again in my head driving me crazy, me and her, we are done.
I still hate what I saw, nothing has changed about that. I don’t understand how the f**k she that to another human being, helping the same fucker that was using her, it made no f*****g sense to me. she was just as bad as him, worse for f*****g lying to my face about who she was, if I knew that, I never would have marked her.
Never.
I still didn’t know who the f**k had been blackmailing her, but I had my suspicions, it wasn’t
