The Future Mrs. Hayes

Alana's POV

Watching the impeccably dressed woman sit so casually on Declan’s lap, shamelessly showering him with embarrassing pet names and kisses, makes my stomach turn with a sickening knot. The feeling twisting in my gut definitely isn't butterflies. It feels more like a heavy, sinking stone of dread mixed with rising nausea. She perches there as if she owns the chair, and by extension, the m