Mira’s pov
A few of my bones broke and I winced in pain. I couldn’t get up, I couldn’t feel my body.
He threw me you from the beginning of the stairs without remorse and I saw the devil he was threw his actions.
“Alvin..” Jemima’s voice called as she hurried to my side, worry in her eyes. f**k! I was wishing for death now.
I had seen when he came back from his trip. I saw how he pulled Jemima into his embrace and I wished it was me and not the stupid Luna. I felt attraction towards Alvin and wanted him all by myself and when he said Jemima should let the get married, I felt pained that my chest hurt.
He isn’t even my mate but I don’t care. If I won’t have him, no one else should.
A certain race was building up on me when she didn’t even reply and I watched Alvin storm out of the room
