Chapter 41

I was roaming around the four corners of the room. My mind wouldn't stop overthinking things and imagining scenarios. Fuck!

I stopped when the opened, revealing Clayton. My lips parted as I saw the burner phone in his hand. I walked toward him and slapped his chest so hard, continuously, but seems like I wasn't even hurting him. My hands were the ones that felt tired of punching and slapping his stoned chest.

"What did you do o him?!"

He clenched his jaw as he threw the phone on the floor and stepped on it repeatedly.

"No! Fuck! No!"

I kneeled, trying to save the phone but he didn't let go of t until it was totally broken. My tears started falling as I felt like my chest was being choked with pointed bones.

I stood and faced him. He was looking bored. I never wanted him to see me crying but I just couldn't stop it.

"Your lover didn't reach my expectation, to be honest," he said with a flat face.

"What did you do to him?!"

He shrugged. "I don't know. What do you think?"

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