Claire’s Haunting Secret

(Claire's pov)

I took a full gulp at the glass of whiskey in my hand. My head spinning but there was no stopping now.

"How dare she, she had the guts to walk into my office and sprout rubbish," I said, clenching my glass so hard.

"Calm down, at this point, you are going to shatter the glass," Mia said, rubbing my back gently.

"She had the nerve to tell me to stay away from Jonathan like she owns him, is she foolish or what" I laughed, biting my lower lips harder.

"You said you met her and Jonathan in his hotel room alone, who knows maybe something might be going on" Mia added, her eyes sincere.

There was no way Jonathan was sleeping with her, what am I saying, how could I blindly say that, he might be who knows?

"I don't care, what Jonathan and I had was just flings and nothing more" I managed to say trying to hide how disappointed I was at Jonathan.

Tracy was not to be trusted, I still remember the last words she said to me that day.

(Three weeks after the divorce:)

"Who did you say