“Drink this,” he said softly. “It’ll help you sleep. Your body still needs rest.”
I took it.
And the moment he looked away, I poured it out.
Something felt off.
I pretended to drink it anyway.
...
Later that night, I lay there, eyes closed, breathing slow.
Waiting.And just like I thought…
Felix leaned down and kissed my forehead.
“Sleep well,” he murmured.
Then he got up and left the room.
The door clicked shut.
A few seconds later…
“Honey… are you sure this is okay?” Shannon’s voice came, soft but excited. “Doing this… while she’s here?”
Felix let out a quiet laugh. “You’re overthinking it. When have I ever broken a promise to you?”
My lashes trembled.
I opened my eyes slowly.
Through the glass doors, I could see them.
Right there.
Behind me.
He had her pinned against the wall, his body pressed close, his head lowering as he kissed her slowly, like he had all the time in the world.
Like I didn’t exist.
My hands clenched so hard my nails dug into my palms.
It hurts but not as much as before.
Not anymore. Because he didn’t deserve my pain.
...
The next morning, Felix left early for the company. I stayed in my room, working on my designs. I didn’t want to see her. Not even by accident.