#Chapter142

"Who the fuck cares where that bastard is..." She bitterly mumbled as her gaze momentarily averted to the floor-length glass door leading to the balcony.

"Not here though, is he?" Her voice audibly wavered as her tear-filled gaze found my own once again, feeling my chest constrict with pain as I watched her struggle so hard to keep them at bay.

"Oh my god, B...Tell me all about it," I soothingly coaxed, moving to sit closer to her.

She let out a trembling sigh, thickly swallowing as she fought to find her voice once again.

"We're not...I mean I don't even know what's going on with us..."

"It's just...