MAEVE HAWTHORN.
“I hate him! I hate him so much that my hatred for him knew no bounds at all. He’s the literal embodiment of every damn thing that I despise and I hope he never comes back home.”
Anger filled me and I was simmering with suppressed anger as my mind played back everything that happened earlier this morning.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became and the more I wanted to sever his head, no, not just his head.
The more I thought about how he had forced himself on me, the more I thought about how he had disrespected me, the more I wanted to cut off his p***s and balls.
“Calm down, Mae, you’re boiling too hot and I’ll be honest with you, I hate it when you’re like this.” Scarlett’s voice came from the speaker phone and I took a deep breath.
I’d almost forgotten t
