AMARIS
The tears started flooding down my face the second I was out of sight, practically running down the hallway toward my room like I was being chased.
I burst through my door and slammed it behind me, sliding down to sit on the floor with my back against the wood.
Then I cried. Wailed. Bitterly. Profusely. Ugly dirty tears.
I cried for what felt like hours, weeping and sobbing until my throat was raw and my eyes were so swollen I could barely see. My chest heaved with the force of it, my whole body shaking.
What did I expect from this situation? A happy ending?
Did I actually think Ryker would stop being an insufferable asshole and treat me like I was more than just a tool to hurt his father? Did I genuinely believe Rowan would break up with his politically advantageous fiancée for me so we could live happily ever after?
