Myra’s POV
I drove as far as possible from all the pain and betrayal, the first time they had betrayed me I found comfort in alcohol but could I do it again? No, I couldn’t. I could drink alcohol as much as I wanted and could keep down, but I couldn’t get past the fact that the man I trusted had betrayed me.
I pulled over at a motel and got out of the car, going to find out if they had any room that I could use for the night. I had driven away; I think about 100kms away from my town; I got out and wrapped my coat nicely; I took the heels behind and put them on before I made my way to the reception. I got inside and the man quickly sat up; he was an enormous man with a beard and long hair; I think it should be shoulder length.
“Good evening!’ I said to the gentleman was behind th
