Chapter 38. She’s Getting Stretched By My Man: pt. 1

“This thing between us is useless, Luca. He doesn’t even care.”

My voice cracked as I spoke, my fingers gripping the railing beside me. “He doesn’t seem to be bothered seeing me with someone else. I feel so stupid right now.”

Luca’s jaw tightened. He leaned back against the locker, arms crossed.

”I was thinking of confronting him,” I muttered, tugging at the hem of my crop top, nipples perking out “but I’d look dumb confronting someone who doesn’t give a shit about me. Worst canon event ever.”

”Then break up with him,” Luca said flatly.

”You think it’s that easy?”

”Yes, it is,” he snarled, stepping closer, his breath brushing my forehead. “He doesn’t love you… he’s cheating, girl. Grow out of your delusions. He’s gone. Bro… is just using you for your money, and you can’t see that because you’re blinded by whatever the hell you call ‘love’.”

He dragged a hand down his face, annoyed. “I’m tired of advising your ass. You always do the opposite.