Diana’s POV
I watch him run in, I am blinded by rage if there is anything like that. There are two things I know for sure and that is exacting my revenge and claiming him back as mine.
Not wanting to go in because I will yield to the temptation of stalking him again, I turn towards the gate as a better idea hits me.
What if I go in search of the other guy and do something reckless to his heart? I smirk as this idea settles into my heart, the satisfaction from imagining it is fulfilling.
Knowing he would be waiting for her till this time if he is the faithful type warms my blood.
Walking towards the gate, my eyes dart around for any prying eyes, and with a little effort, I push the gate open, but I do so slowly to avoid the loud squeak that would attract attention in the quiet night
