A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 364

My chest was still heaving when I turned back to my room, and my room as well as my thoughts were a fucking mess. How long has that camera been up there? Have they seen Ava in here? Have they seen us in bed? My jaw clenched hard enough to ache as the realization dawned on me. For them to be watching me so closely, there had to be something. And is that thing involved with the files that contain the answers to the questions I’ve been asking?

I needed to go through the files now and find out what Dylan and the others were hiding. But the second I reached for my laptop, a message from Liam lit up my phone.

There’s going to be an emergency training in ten minutes. Coach’s orders.’ Of course, what perfect timing.

With a groan, I got up and got dressed, again before I made my way back to school. Once again, I can’t read the contents of the file.

When I got to the gym, it smelled like sweat and disinfectant and the sound of sneakers scratching over the polished floor grated on my nerves. I wasn't in the mood for drills nor was I in the mood for Liam’s fake cool smile either. I just want to get this over and done with.

After hours and hours of drills, the practice finally ended and I tried my best to leave as quickly as I could, but Asher brushed past me hard enough to make my shoulder sting. What the fuck? I shot him a warning look and Liam flared up instantly, stepping between us like I had just murdered his puppy. Here we go again.

“Watch it, Kye,” he snapped.

“Or what, Graham?” I growled, moving closer. The room went tense and voices rose as Coach shouted at us to cool down and move away from each other. He didn’t listen and neither did I.

By the time they finally pulled us apart, my blood was boiling beyond control. Screw it, I’ve had enough of his stupid games. Time to teach him an unforgettable lesson.

On my way out, I walked into the locker room, pulled out the drugs from where I had thrown it earlier and put it back into his locker where I had stashed them before. I didn’t care who saw me, if they caught me, then good. I don’t give a flying fuck.

Afterwards, I headed home, eager to read all I could because the next day was supposed to be one of the games. I need to get my mind off the files and back in the game.

My vision blurred and I staggered up from my chair so fast that it screeched against the floor. The wall stopped me before I fell as my shoulder thudded into it hard.

“No… no, no, no…” the words scraped out of my throat raw. “They lied. That all lied. My father isn’t as noble as they said.”

My father—a mad man. My grandfather—just as dirty. The people I had been raised to avenge weren’t victims, they were criminals who got exactly what was coming to them. And I’m not any better…

The room tilted and I pressed both hands against the desk, breathing through the spinning in my head.