Zanaya's POV

"Are you sure you are okay?" Cali asked for the nth time as I continue my weeping inside the van.

The girls and I are on our way back home and I find it hard to pretend that I am fine after finding out that my wedding ring is currently hanging on that bitch's neck.

I mean, it wasn't just any ring. And even if it is just a promise ring, isn't it right for him to give her a new one? Technically and legally speaking, that ring was mine and I will always be the ...