DEVON
The mood was completely ruined, and again Elena was not at a fault here. I was already upset by what happened with my family in the morning, and then finding that Elena left her hotel at an odd hour in rush put me in the phase of suspicions and insecurities that the whole ride to Swindon felt like hell.
When Elena said that she didn't want people to think that she was a gold digger, dad's words echoed in my mind, snapping something inside me.
During the ride to Swindon, Christine also mentioned that I was losing my shit very frequently lately. I should keep my anger in check, or I would end up losing not only my career but also Elena.
We reached her home, and the moment I killed the engine and unlocked the doors, she jumped out of the car and jogged to the door of her house.
Before she locked me outside, I followed her. She was about to close the door in my face, but I slipped my foot, blocking the door.
