Daciana’s Point of View
My chest heaved heavily as I stormed out of the rehearsal room. His guts had definitely grown more than what I remembered them to be and that made my blood boil.
He had no right. No freaking right to show up unannounced and behave as if he could still control me. That was then. He had forgotten that time had passed, emotions had faded. But I still wanted to yank my hair hard and scream at the top of my lungs at the way his touch, his words, even his scent still lingered in the air.
Ugh!
“You’ve changed,” I muttered under my breath, mimicking the way he had said it as I headed toward the hotel’s exit.
“Yes, I’ve changed. Did he expect me to stay broke forever?”
I shook my head, forcing myself to focus. Alexander’s games weren’t worth my energy. Tonight was too
