Chapter 33

Liv’s POV I parked my car a few blocks away from Lara's office. The only thing that ran through my mind was to find a way to get Lara to defend me against Aaron and his crazy friend. If Aaron thinks he can play mr smart, I wanted to show him how sluggish his thinking was. The hell, he slept with my fucking stepsister then night of our fucking wedding eve! The thought only made the ache in my chest seem to throb harder. I’d kept it together all the way back from the Blackwood corporation, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. The moment I killed the engine, the silence in the car pressed in on me, demanding to be acknowledged. “No,” I muttered to myself, blinking back the sting of tears. “It’s not worth it.” Aaron Blackwood wasn’t worth it. His wealth, his charm, his promises, none of it was worth my dignity. And worse still, there was no fucking way I'd sleep with him again, after sleeping with Kaelon. My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts