Chapter 11

Camille’s POV

As a woman in my early twenties, I have faced quite an ordeal from the opposite gender ranging from rejection, dejection, abandonment, betrayals, mistrust, bullying, body shaming, and quite a few others but no one has ever done what Asher did to me. What happened between myself and Jack wasn’t healthy but at least, we all know dating and breakups are pretty natural. More like an organic oxymoron but it is part of life.

What isn’t fair enough on the other hand is having a man get me sexually aroused only to dump me like a used toilet paper afterward. Ever since Asher came to my apartment a week ago, he hasn’t reached out to me or seen me physically to explain why he stormed off that way, especially in all fours. Asher doesn’t only give me mixed feelings, he messes with my head which isn’t healthy for my mental health.

I have already met Mr. Player, Mr. Stupid, Mr. Idiot, Mr. Psycho, Mr. Cheap, Mr. Lazy, Mr. User,