She heard the sound of silk being torn apart, Trenton's movements were rough, probably because she had angered him.
She knew very well that, just as she didn't want to see Sherry White, he couldn't stand the thought of Alex Miller and that night.
It was like two hedgehogs, mercilessly hurting each other with their sharp spikes.
It wasn't a big deal... Trenton might truly love her, but not as much as she wanted. It was already difficult for a cold and indifferent man like him to fall for her; how could she expect him to put her first?
Norris was probably too sentimental, demanding Trenton to place her above Sherry White, and then going crazy with jealousy when she realized it was impossible.
Her current mood was similar to how she was five years ago that night—feeling incredulous and helpless.
She thought Trenton cared about her, but he didn't really; she thought Trenton loved her, but he didn't really. All the emotions she wanted to feel from him were minimal at best.
