Julian’s POV
I slammed the door closed with a loud bang and marched to my room, not caring if anyone heard me. When I got to my room, I took off my shoes and threw them against the wall with force, but as I watched them fall to the ground, I didn’t feel any form of relief, instead my anger only seemed to intensify.
I let her words cross my mind one more time, and I began to pace my room. I had spent days trying to adapt, swallowing my pride, shovel manure, doing things I have never done before, not once in my 25 years of living and all for what? To be mocked, pushed away, insulted for no reason, all by someone who doesn’t know a single thing about me?
Unable to contain the frustration any longer, I snatched my phone off the dresser and with trembling fingers from pure aggression, I unlo
