This body is mine

Grace's POV

“What the fuck is Lydia doing in my man's house?” I yelled.

Yes, I was dizzy and not so good in my stomach, but I could tell what was going on in my surroundings. Like Davis standing in front of me right now, with a smile on his face.

Confusion washed over me because I didn't see why he should be smiling when there was a fire on the mountain. Aside from that, his shirt was covered in my vomit.

“I'm talking to you, Davis!” I yelled.

“Let's go somewhere and talk this out,” he replied with a smile. Why the hell was he smiling?

I began walking in front of him, angry that he was taking this like it was funny. I hadn't seen him for the past four days, and I was dying already. I miss him so much. I kept telling my heart that he went for a long trip, but it just didn't work.

I craved for him, I wanted to see him, touch him, make him love me. I was going mad not having to speak to him.

When I saw him back at the club, I burst into laughter because I thought I was imagining th