JAMES

I clenched my fists, wanting to punch something—anything. What the hell was going on, and why did she just come down from Nicholas' car?

"Stella..." I said softly, reaching to hold her arm gently to stop her.

She threw off my hand almost immediately as it touched her skin.

"Don’t fucking touch me, James," she spat. Her eyes burned with fury—but also pain.

I stood there frozen, watching her walk into the company building, and I was just left standing there like a plague she ...