CHAPTER ELEVEN
Anger blinded me instantly and before I knew what I was doing, my palm connected with his cheek so hard that I actually felt my palm sting from the impact.
“You such a pathetic jerk Andrew, I hope you realize that,” I stated before rushing upstairs.
Taking a small travel bag, I packed a few of Francis’s clothes and mine as I fought the tears from spilling out of my eyes. How could he say that to my face? Instead of being apologetic for what he had done, he called me out like that. Maybe Andrew and I did not really start our relationship on the best of terms but that was no reason for him to say s**t like that on my face just because he wanted me to feel bad for what he had done. He should face up to his actions.
Bloody Asshole.
“Lana, please don’t leave,” He
