As she looked at the wasted Cole sleeping by her side, a sudden surge of hatred filled her eyes. What was it about Tessa that he couldn't let go of her? Was she merely a tool to satisfy himself? Did he even have a shred of love for her? Countless questions surged through her head but they remained unanswered.
She gritted her teeth and she folded her hands in fury, her nails digging into her palms. 'Tessa Marvins. You just wait and see. I'll make your existence a living nightmare', she swore, her face twisted in rage.
The next morning, Cole Carter woke up with a banging headache. The littered lingerie and clothes on the floor served as proof of the incident of the previous night.
The more he tried to recall what had happened, the more his head spinned. He only remembered he had decided to take a few drinks to ease his overthinking.
