Brant
I had everything I needed for now, and some of it was already loaded into the cab. I was just about to get in when I saw her. She had this sadness written all over her face—and something in me wanted to go to her, wipe that pain away, and destroy whoever caused it.
Was it that i***t brother of mine, Joss, walking beside her?
A deep, bitter jealousy rose inside me. I didn’t want him near her—or any man, for that matter. Because deep down, no matter how much I tried to deny it, I believed Sable was mine. But why did I feel this way? I hated that girl. Ever since she walked into my life, all she’d done was turn it upside down.
And yet, somehow, I believe it was her damn fault I was now running—from my family, my responsibilities, my entire f*****g life.
Everything.
My... f*****g
