Chapter 140

I stabbed my fork into my bowl of pasta aggressively as I felt like I was going to combust with rage anytime soon.

Seeing Noelle's very pregnant belly felt like a bucket of cold water had been emptied over my head, bringing back the glaring reality as to why I left in the first place.

I hate that he had forgotten about me while the longest I'd gone without thinking of him in these last six months was five seconds.

I hated that he had easily moved on.

I hated that he was with Noelle or any other woman.

I hated that they looked happy.

My jaw clenched when Noelle laughed loudly, few tables from where we sat and ran her fingers across his bicep, punctuating my last thought.

Still, I hated how my body reacted to him after all these months, and how my heart jumped into my throat each time our eyes locked.

“If you keep stabbing that spaghetti and not eating it, I promise you it's gonna run away from that bowl,” Rodolfo said in an attempt to lighten the mood.

I slowly tore my eyes away from t