Chapter 182 The Lingering Sting Of Betrayal

• “I mean, agreed. But that doesn’t exactly explain… this.” I wave around at the massive mess Beau has made of Wyatt’s room.
• “Doesn’t it?” Beau lifts a brow at me. “We’re renovating anyway. It makes little difference what happens to his stuff.”
• “It’s just such a waste.” Though as I say it, I realize the concept is probably lost on someone like Beau. A guy who can have anything he wants at any time wouldn’t understand the concept of waste. Why not just buy another? That is more his speed. “The man isn’t his stuff.”