Chapter Twenty-One
Viola
I honestly can’t believe that asshole.
How dare Wes act like his actions were acceptable and something he simply needed to explain when he returned from dropping off his girlfriend at the airport?
Oh right, she isn’t his girlfriend or his fiancée, but he admitted to sleeping with her.
What a joke.
Worse, last night we both admitted our feelings for each other, yet there’s no way I can believe he meant what he said now.
Hours have passed since his first attempt at making excuses for himself. I’m expecting him to show up at my door any minute and try to talk to me again.
He chased after me when I tried to leave the first time. I have no doubt he won’t let this entire situation go without trying to explain once more.
What is there to explain though? Sure, we
