On her daddy’s bed.
Authors pov.
Alex stared at her like she didn't mean a thing, his face was blank and completely void of emotion, but his heart? He was in so much pain and he was trying so hard to look like the bad person he wanted to be.
He carried nothing less than hate and Travy feared to believe what her eyes read. However his heart was damaged and he wished he hadn't met her today, he wished he met her days later, days when he might have healed a lot away from her.
Not saying a word he slipped his hands into his pocket and walked away.
Travy’d hand gripped his wrist pulling his legs to a halt, her heart pierced sinking into her stomach.
He turned to her shut his wrist and glared.
“You didn't give me a reply.” she tried not to sound broken however her voice betrayed he
