Morning arrived before I could get more sleep, and with it came a realization I'd been denying since my conversation with Mary in the restroom—I'd made a mistake… again.
As the sunrays seeped through the curtains, sweeping over Christine and me, my eyelids fluttered open. I didn't move at first, letting out a sigh as I absorbed the fact that I'd been taken for a fool yet again. Mary was right; maybe it was in my nature to attract the wrong kind of guys because I was just such a dumb b***h. Always searching for love when God clearly hated me so much.
I sat up, pushing the blanket off my body, then turned to face Christine, who was still asleep.
"I'm sorry I dragged you into all of this," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I went
