#Chapter57

All I can do is grasp at my chest, the thudding craziness of my heart rate is enough to make me pass out, and my hands are shaking. My legs are like Jello because of that idiot. As I clamber back to my feet, shaking from head to toe and following him at a distance, my head is instantly chaotic because this jerk finally came home. That in itself is enough to make me feel all kinds of anxious.

“Where have you been?” I ask in a petulant and clingy manner, then internally scold myself for it. Knowing he might just up and leave again if I bring up...