Carrick's POV
Carrick sat on the three-seater couch as thoughts flooded his mind.
He didn’t feel good in any way after leaving her alone despite her pleas. She had revealed her most vulnerable moments to him and opened herself up, even after being rejected by the one she truly loved first.
He had shown her what love meant...redefined it for her...but in a way that ended brutally. He had wanted to speak with his men before making that decision, but anger had taken over. He had been enraged to see Tyrus sliding into her and enjoying every bit of it.
The fact that she hadn’t even done it consciously made the regret hit harder in his chest. He was lost in thought, his head hanging low against the backrest. He let out a deep sigh, trying to think of the best possible way to make it up to R
