Chapter 38- Stay Away

Salara’s POV

I don’t know what came over me, but suddenly I found myself yelling out at Derrick. “Why don’t you go ask your whore what has happened to me?” Once those words left my lips, I instantly regretted them, but I held firm in my anger and fixed a glare on my face. I will not be played by another man.

Derrick’s body flinches back at the sound of my voice, my words catching him by surprise. I watch as genuine confusion crosses over his face, causing me to second guess my accusation for a moment. Just as I was about to apologize for my outburst, a look of understanding appeared on Derrick’s face, causing me to bite my tongue.

Remorse takes over Derrick’s features as he lifts his right hand to rub the back of his neck in that nervous habit of his. “Daphne did this to you?” He asks me, avoiding making eye contact with me and looking guilty as hell.

Anger wells up inside of me once again at the mention of that woman’s name. The fact that he knew exactly who I was talking about le