ZOEY
Zoey stood there, incredulity and hurt clawing at her insides, about to rip open her heart.
She swallowed the mass that had formed in her throat.
Come in if you choose, or you can get lost.
She replayed his words in her mind over and over.
He treated her like the s**t glued to the back of his shoe, and here she thought the both of them had come so far in their relationship.
What had gotten into his head?
Anyone with just a speck of self-respect would turn around, and leave if spoken to in that manner, but when the topic of discussion was Professor Simon Beaumont, self-respect, and Zoey didn’t belong in the same sentence. It was a lesson she’d long learnt.
The hurt and disbelief she was feeling subsided as she chinned up defiance, ready for this man in every capacity.
She wal
