Chapter 81 Shits And Pleasures

• HALI’S POV
• My grip on the steering wheel tightened when I viewed Zarya moving out of Colden’s car. I pushed her away. I was not a man she dreamt of. I could not love her. My scattering pieces would never be repaired.
• I followed them with my gaze. No emotion could be seen on my face. Colden’s face was the same, kind and generous, however, the stretch on his lisp was more radiant than before. Good for him, he was happy.