This showed just how much he actually cared. It wasn't about how much money he spent or the fancy places he took me. I didn't need any of that.

All I wanted was him, and instead, he didn't take my opinion into account with this.

He just did what he wanted.

Zipping up my bag, I grabbed my things and pushed past him, making my way down the stairs. Lydia voice carried from the living room before I spotted her standing there, talking on the phone.

No doubt she was telling her mother the truth.

“Nina, please wait… don't go." Mr. Taylor said, calling after me.

“F*ck that! She is...