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Chapter 39: On a scale

Aniston's POV

I was tipsy already. I felt light and free. Like I was wearing armor and nothing could pierce it and get to me and my problems were a world away.

It was like I was a different person…a fun person.

When was the last time I had fun?

I can't remember, it was why I held on to this moment as tightly as ever because right now I wasn't on the verge of losing everything. I didn't just throw myself on my rude fated mate just to be turned down faster than I can say oops! I wasn't just given a clean bill of health and declared to by my doctor that the miscarriage I had a couple of days earlier was indeed complete.

How dumb is she to use that word?

Complete?

Well, I am not fucking complete!

I am shallow and hollow and it hurts just looking at the boy who might be the only person to dig me out of my fog!

But it's alright! I mean he was going to dump my ass when he finds out I am not a pure little virgin with no working knowledge of the world.

Complete, my foot!

I am not complete…I
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