At Sinclair Lifestyle,
Vivienne grabbed the bouquet from the vase and smashed it hard until the petals scattered like a flower carpet across the floor.
But her rage simmered hot. Her body shook, recalling everything. The way Damien had protected Aveline in front of everyone.
"You bitch, I'll kill you." She screamed, hurling the stems to the floor, breathing heavily.
Damien had been sending her flowers every day with a card tucked inside. He even had her favorite coffee delivered twice daily. She was basking in his attention, in the way he remembered all the little things.
And he took that bouquet to Aveline?
"That's supposed to be mine." She hissed, unable to differentiate if Damien had been acting with her… or with Aveline.
'What if I'm just his little affair?' The thought froze it.
