Thane's pov.

As I pulled into the driveway, Melissa's enraged voice echoed from the entrance of my mansion.

The fucking entrance! God, she's loud.

For a moment, I briefly considered going back to my car, putting my car in reverse to get the fuck away from her.

" Chill, man, you just postponed your wedding; any woman would be upset. You just have to calm her down " I remind myself as I walk in.

Most of the staff scurry in and out of my room, exchanging hushed whispers and nervous glances. When I walk in, I find Melissa frantically packing clothes, makeup, and other belongings. Some were scattered haphazardly...