Anila POV
I sulked the entire way to the bookstore.
I knew I was being pathetic.
My own behavior was making me annoyed, but no matter how I tried to ignore it, push it away, or bury it with delicious thoughts of what I was going to make Xaden do later, it was still there.
Persistent. Painful. Annoying.
Shadowing every action and thought, a layer of possessiveness that not only shouldn’t even be there but grew worse every time that image of Zach whispering sweet nothings to that woman pinned beneath him rose to mind.
She wasn’t even that pretty.
Ugh no, that’s a lie, she was f*****g strikingly beautiful.
Stop it, Anila.
It didn’t matter what, or who, Zach did.
I shook my head to quiet the thoughts. I was in a relationship with someone I was starting to… truly love, with my wh
