Share

Eighty five: Game. Over.

I shoved the thick white towel I had used to dry my hair, on my neck, and ran my fingers through my wet hair. Wrapping another towel around my naked waist, I stepped out of the bathroom. 

As soon I stepped into the room of the hotel I was, the first thing my eyes caught was Jill. She was sitting on the bed, tugging her knees to her chest, and digging her head in between them. 

I breathed out via my mouth, and walked to her. She had been crying since I told her Trisha killed her friend. I tried to console her so much, but she didn't want to stop crying. I also made love to her a few minutes ago, expecting her to feel relief, but instead, she cried more. What could I do?

"Jill." I sat on the space beside her on the bed. 

As soon as she heard my voice, she flinched, and rubbed her face, not looking at me in the eye. "You're done bathing?" She asked. 

I soothed th

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP
Comments (1)
goodnovel comment avatar
Shelly Atieno
now who crossed the line .........
VIEW ALL COMMENTS

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status