Pipers Point Of View
I felt sick standing there waiting to see what Blake would do. What he'd say, how he'd react. I could barely breathe
He picked the pictures up off of the floor and placed them on the table. He walked around to the back of the bar and grabbed a bottle the bottle he'd been pouring from earlier. Sitting back down he flicked back through the pictures. His face was unreadable as he went through the images again and again. I took a few steps towards the table until I could see the images more clearly. They weren't of me, they were of Jess. My eyes started to burn with unshed tears.
"This has to be a joke! A bad dream! A f*****g nightmare that I'll wake up from soon," Funny that's exactly the same way I was feeling.
He sat there in silence whilst I pulled the e
