Ninety: Headlights

Jade's pov

Saint's eyes locked with mine and the only emotion I could make out from him was shock. And it was only because of the way his eyes widened when he saw me.

I hated him at that moment so much I thought my heart would explode and I regretted ever coming to the bar at all that night.

Or even crossing paths with him.

Lauretta? The crazy woman that was trying to kill me? Was the one he was here, making out with? And how the hell was she even here? I hadn't seen or heard anything about her since the night of our vacation and all of a sudden she popped into the world again.

Maybe I was right all along. He still loved her

She was his first love and I wasn't going to be surprised if he still loved the shit out of her.

The tears were coming and my vision was starting to be blurry. I was going crazy standing there and the more I saw his face, the more I hated him. I heard her giggle loudly making me shoot Saint a hateful glare and turn abruptly to leave, shutting the door behind