Monica's eyes widened, and her mouth parted in disbelief. And just like that, everything started to make a lot more sense. She had never been the problem. It was Viktor.
"Bloody hell," she muttered, closing her eyes and burying her face in her hands.
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Monica bit her lip, contemplating whether to enter the room or not. She felt slightly guilty for walking out on him when he was obviously trying to apologize, but knowing him, he was not going to apologize again.
Tyson was one stubborn guy, but she was not any less. Besides, whatever happened was his fault. He should have told her about Viktor. And he was the one who got aggressive. None of what happened was her fault.
She entered the room with a determined look on her face, but it soon vanished when he was nowhere to be seen.
