AUTHOR'S NOTE.

AND THIS IS CHAPTER THREE. BUT I SHALL CONTINUE MY OTHER STORY FIST BEFORE THIS ONE SO JUST WATCH OUT. OKAY.

As I finally settle down on the not so comfortable bed, my mind goes back to Chloe, of all the things bothering me its Chloe's betrayal I find heartbreaking. She was like a sister to me, I just wonder what could have made her hate me so much that it has to be she who destroyed my marriage for me, believe me, if it were to be someone else, I wouldn't even blink an eyeball but her, God its still painful. I wipe at a tear that strayed down my cheek, I won't shed any precious tears for someone who doesn't deserve it. With a sigh I pull off my clothes, after which I get I to the bathroom. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, I have brown, long, curly hair which never seems to want to be straight no matter how hard I try, enough backside and front side -maybe a bit too much, a dusting of freckles of my cheeks, I think the only feature perfect about me are my nose which is Straight