I pushed Clayton away from me as I burst into tears. The elevator closed and there were only us inside. I turned my back on him and faced the cold wall of the lift. I was sobbing and crying hard. I want to stop doing so. I don’t want him to see me crying over him.
But right now, I couldn’t help it. I rushed out of the gym so I could cry alone but I didn’t expect him to run after me. Not when I know that Samantha is there too. What is she thinking right now? She’s going to be hurt too.
As much as I don’t like her, I don’t want to be the girl who breaks a relationship. I may not be the kindest woman out there but I am not the type to become a third party.
I wiped my tears and prayed that we have reached the right floor. Clayton isn’t speaking. Good. Maybe he’s also confused as to why h
