CHAPTER 15: A DIFFERENT MAN

TALON’S POV

The man in front of me, staring at me, the same Talon Thwaites I'd known all my life, was not this one. He couldn't be. Talon Thwaites never stares at woman the way he did. It's unlike him.

Anger pouring through me at the sudden feeling I can't place, I raise my hands up, and let it fall forcefully on the mirror in front of me.

Guess who comes walking into the room? Another woman.

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Why do you try so hard to please Eric?

immediately the words fell into my ears, i lost mototr function. or ratehr, my motor function was rearranged.

As though being pushed, I turned towards the girl sitting on the bed and I felt my anger rising as I neared her. Why do I try so hard to please my dad? Was she mad? The one thing I didn’t do in my life was please others – except yourre a customer paying for the comfort.

When i was about to open my mouth, the sound of knocks on the door called at me. I blinkied and she was gone from before me when I opened my eyes. I didn’t stand for long in that