Chapter 34
I looked out over the balcony and sighed as sheets of rain fell over the distant city. I was sailing on Jason’s newest yacht—an all-black luxury liner with six levels, and I’d spent most of the morning letting him give me a tour.
“Why do you always cut your sentences off like that?” He handed me a cup of hot coffee. “Are you scared I’m going to use your stories against you or something?”
“No, I’m sorry...What was I saying?”
“You always thought you and your ex-husband would—”
“Right...I always thought we would be together forever, you know?” I shook my head. “I gave him every part of me when we were married, and when it was over I didn’t have any pieces left for myself...And the one person who should’ve had her shoulder ready and waiting for my tears was lying in bed with hi
