72.|| An Agreement.

Nikolai’s POV

Of all times she could have come back, why did she have to choose today?

Clenching my fist, all I saw when I looked at Jenna was just pure blankness, I felt nothing for her and if there was any emotion that dared to mix in, it had to be disgust.

She walked around with so much confidence, her head high and her nose in the air as she surveyed the hallway.

Since she’s been away for a while, I’d completely forgotten about the fact that her room was close to mine and Lilliana’s room.

Her room was situated right after Lilliana’s room which was just by my own room. She doesn’t seem to notice the fact that I was in the hallway already with Lilliana by my side.

I watched as she kept walking around proudly, swaying her hips like she was on a mission to seduce me and other men in the house.

What the fuck did I ever see in her?

Everything I felt, everything I could feel as I watched her was hovering between emptiness and plain disgust and I can’t help but beat myself up.

“Nikolai,”