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Swallowing down the lump constricting my throat, I reach out with a trembling hand to the doorknob. Taking a sharp breath, I turn the handle and push the door open with such force it hits the wall next to it with a loud bang.
All the air escapes my lungs, and bile rises up into my throat as I take in the scene on the king-size bed directly in front of me.
Lying naked on the bed is Logan and sitting right on top of him is a very naked Hadley Miller, her long luscious red hair flowing down her back.
He stares back at me in a state of disbelief, and Hadley’s eyes widen in surprise. It feels as though time is standing still as the shock of what I’m seeing has turned me to stone, my mind not yet able to process what’s happening right before my eyes.
After what feels like an eternity, Logan speaks. “Ava?”
The confusion in his voice snaps me out of my stupor, and my eyes dart to Hadley, who stares back at me with a smirk forming on her face.
Bitch.
She can’t even pretend to care.
Logan looks back and forth between us, and then it’s as if a light bulb goes off in his head. “Ava!… Fuck!” he barks. “Hadley, get the fuck off me!” He grabs her by the hips and pulls her off him. His glistening cock slides out of her and slaps down on his stomach.
It’s then that I notice something.
No condom.
He’s not wearing a condom!
That motherfucker!
My shock quickly transforms into a rage as Logan scrabbles off the bed and starts pulling on his clothes. Hadley gracefully slides her legs off the bed as if she hasn’t a care in the world and slowly starts to retrieve her clothes from the floor, glancing up and giving me a smug look.
That’s it.
I’ve seen enough.
Turning on my heel, I head down the hallway. “Ava! Wait,” Logan shouts.
I break into a run, heading down the stairs. The rage I felt a moment ago is drowned by the devastation welling up inside and my vision blurs as tears cascade down my cheeks.
I pass Cadence in the foyer, who frowns when she sees me, then widens her eyes in realization when she sees Logan charging down the stairs after me wearing nothing but a pair of jeans.
“What the hell have you done?” she yells at him.
“Shut the fuck up, Cadence,” he roars.
I charge out the front door. I hear Logan behind me, calling my name as I run down the street. I have no idea where I’m going; all I know is I can’t stop.
Maybe if I run fast enough, I can escape the pain.
My lungs start to burn, and my legs slow as they begin to tire, and unable to keep going, I force myself to stop.
I lean against a tree near the footpath, trying to catch my breath as Logan catches up and stands a few feet in front of me. He bends over, placing his hands on his knees, his chest heaving as he attempts to catch his breath also.
After a moment, he stands up straight, his deep-brown eyes pleading with mine. Silence weighs heavily between us as the faint chirping of the crickets in the nearby gardens cuts through the stillness of the night air.
My eyes trace over his naked torso, watching the sweat drip from his muscular shoulders down into the grooves of his defined eight-pack abdominal muscles. His grueling training sessions as a football player have gifted him with the body of an Adonis. A body that once belonged to me but was just enjoyed by someone else a moment ago.
He opens his mouth to say something, then snaps it shut, raking his fingers through his sandy-blond hair.
What can he possibly say?
He cheated on me.
