Alexia's POV
Stupid. Stupid. I am so fucking stupid.
Why the hell did I listen to that lying, cheating, inconsiderate, stupid Aiden?
He said he'd be home early. He said he had something important to tell me. He made it sound like it was urgent, like I should drop everything and rush home because my dear husband needed to talk.
Well, guess what? It was past 9 PM, and the bastard was nowhere to be seen.
I glared at the clock like it had personally wronged me, tapping my fingers aggressively against the table. My anger was simmering—no, it was at a full rolling boil. And to make it worse? I wasn't just mad. I was disappointed. And that pissed me off even more.
Because why was I even disappointed? It wasn't like Aiden and I had that kind of relationship. He could stay out all night for all I cared. He could go have a candlelit dinner with Liz at the fucking hospital cafeteria.
Whatever.
I just needed to stop thinking about him.
