Losing her temper

Madeline’s POV

Thirty minutes. 

That was how long I had to watch that bitch cling to my man in that damned restaurant or cafe or whatever the hell they were in.  

I couldn't care less.  

I couldn't hear a thing. Partly because I sat in my car, parked on the opposite side of the road, watching through the glass walls. Partly because my heart pounded too loud in anger. I couldn’t see them clearly. Because I was too far off. 

What was Adam doing with her? I had foolishly gotten carried away with the press and their constant attacks thrown at me, I had forgotten all about the stupid bitch who had managed to snatch Adam right from beneath my nose.  

Eve Harrison.  

“Damn her!” I hissed, slamming my fist on the wheel repeatedly. “I'll kil