From Heartbreak to the CEO’s Bed
"Chloe, don’t get too smug! Who knows if Trevor even has you in his heart?"
Before I could respond, the door to the room creaked open.
Trevor walked in, looking groggy and confused.
"What’s going on?" he asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily as his gaze shifted between us.
Rachel immediately turned on the waterworks, her face contorting into an expression of wounded innocence. "Some people just can’t stand me being around…"
Trevor rubbed his temples, exhaustion was evident in his voice. "Rachel will be leaving soon, Chloe. She’s still recovering from her injuries. Can’t you let it go?"