NICHOLAS
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous to hear her real thoughts concerning me. We used to be so close and now we could barely stand each other.
I waited impatiently as the seconds ticked by but she didn’t say a word. Instead, she just sighed deeply, nestling closer to my body and the warmth that emanated from me.
I bit down on my fist to hold back a groan.
“He doesn’t want me anymore,” she said finally, her voice barely over a whisper.
If the car hadn’t been so quiet, I doubted I would have even heard her.
“What do you mean?” I asked, but she said nothing. I traced her cheek gently. “He doesn’t.”
Before I ended up saying something I’d regret, I took out my phone and texted one of my staff to find her address. I heard via the grapevine that she didn’t live with Alex anym
