KADE’S POV
She was unconscious and I didn’t care. I was too angry to. In what world did she think breaking my favorite mug was going to make me let it slide?
I didn’t even care how she slipped or what caused her to. She wasn’t supposed to touch it and I hated, for the second time that she was touching things she shouldn’t have.
First, the picture now, this?
Who the f**k did she think she was?
I stomped angrily to my office, infuriated that she would do such a thing.
I was barely keeping my sh*t together today, yet here she was picking on my nerves.
I slammed the door to my office shut and rested my head against it. I took deep breaths, something I happen to be doing a lot lately.
She’s f**king pushing it and I’m on the brink here.
When it didn’t seem like it was working, I turn
