《The Possessive Billionaire✔️》Chapter 21
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It's been 2 months...
2 fucking months!
Without her...
Why am I doing this to myself? Why couldn't I just tell her the truth? She hasn't shown up at work at all ever since I broke up with her.
I mean I don't blame her for not wanting to face me. She doesn't need to go through more pain than I already caused her. She doesn't deserve it...
By now she's probably with mother man. The thought of her with someone else other than me made me feel angry.
But I didn't have the right to be mad since we're not dating anymore.
I was sat down on my chair, unable to focus on the papers that were sitting in front of me.
All I can think about, is Riley. I want her back. I wanna tell her everything I said and did was all a lie. Face to face.
You know what?
That's it!
I'm gonna break up with Cara and go to Riley's apartment to apologize. And I'm
gonna prove it. I want to show that I love her, with every bit of my heart. And nothing can change that. No one can come between us.
And I mean no one!
I was about to get up and get ready to go to Riley's apartment when the door to my office opened revealing Cara.
"Hey, Babe" she flirtatiously walked over to me and wrapped an arm around me but I immediately brushed it of.
"What's wrong with you?" She scoffed as I got up and walked away from her.
"I'm done with you!" I turned back around to face her.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. We're done. In fact, we weren't even dating!" I smirked at her.
"What?!"
"You really think I would get back with you after what you did to me?"
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"That was 2 fucking years ago!"
"I don't care. You still did it!"
"So all this time we were together, it was fake?" She widened her eyes at me.
"Yeah, I used you just like you used me. Now get out of my office. I never want to see you again. Are we clear?" I stalked towards her.
She glared at me before walking out of my office.
Now all I had to do was go to Riley's and apologize. Hopefully she's understand but I won't blame her if she doesn't want to be with me anymore.
After all, I deserve it...
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2 months...
Its been 2 months since I've seen Zach, the guy I'm hopelessly in love with.
Him being with Cara, kills me. All I've been doing is just staying up in my room all day for the past 2 months.
I didn't even go to work. I couldn't face him. I just couldn't, seeing him would just bring back the pain again.
Lucy was out at a club...
Like always.
It was only only 10:50pm and I was cuddled up on the couch watching some Netflix when I heard a knock on the door.
"Coming!" I yelled as I walked towards the door. Maybe it's Lucy but doesn't she have a key?
I opened the door and my eyes immediately widened at the person I saw standing there, with a nervous look on his face.
"Zach?"
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