“And what pain are you talking about?” I hissed, glaring at him with hostility. The fire that once burned with love for him had turned into something else entirely.

He shrugged coldly, as though I no longer existed to him. “What do you think I am feeling after finding out that my father got my woman pregnant?”

Again? Was that another slip of the tongue? Why did he keep making that same mistake? Why was he still calling her his woman? Weren’t they over weeks ago? Even before they officially broke up, it was clear they were done. He never cared before. So why now?

“She may be my ex,”...