King...
I was still back at the bar with Ronaldo and Lorenzo. Both of them were pissed yet worried about Anastasia, well, including myself. I did not know what had been said but I knew for sure that I would kill Faith.
What right did she think she had in making Anastasia hurt?
She looked hurt and as if she was ready to cry but she held it in because she did not want to look vulnerable around me. That's what she did all the time, indicating that she was locking me out.
She seemingly wanted nothing to do with us and that made us even angrier. I wished not to have had any relationship with Faith Rhoades but I could not exactly go back in time and change everything.
"What's taking her so long? She needs to come back!" Ronaldo whined.
It had only been approximately twenty minutes, but it genuinely felt like it had been forever. I groaned out in anticipation-she could not exactly be that mad?
"I should go find her," I suggested but Lorenzo shook his head no.