In my bathroom, I take a long, hot bath to relax, letting the scalding water wash over me, easing the tension in my muscles and mind.
Anger, disappointment, sadness, regret, and so many other emotions are coursing through my veins at the moment.
I need to cool down, to clear my head, so I can think properly and process everything the right way.
When I finally step out of the bath, I change into a simple, loose gown that stops just above my knees, then sink into the sofa with a loud sigh.
Thoughts swirl through my mind like intense waves in the ocean, crashing against rocks.
“Did I overreact?” I murmur to myself, starting to see things in a new light. But that doesn’t change the betrayal I still feel in my heart.
Ryan… The more I think about it, the more I understand him.
He didn’t
