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Missy POV

What a horrible night. My eyes are swollen and puffy from crying all night. After Adrian left and I calmed down, I felt so guilty and awful for lashing out at Adrian the way I did. I let my own insecurities dictate the way I had handled the situation. I knew it wasn’t my place to make him feel bad for things out of his control, but the similarities between what he was telling me and what I overheard my father say to his mistresses all those years ago had all my defenses going up.

Hearing him tell me he loved me before he walked out the door did me in. I curled into a ball on the couch and cried for hours until the smell of burning potato broke me out of my delirium.

The kitten was roaming the house, mewling for her bottle of milk, my dinner was ruined, and my heart was breaking because of my own flippancy. I turned off the oven, set the burned rock that was once a potato in a bowl of water in the sink, fed the kitten, then went to bed. My guilt was eating away at me, but
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