I punch it in quickly before I change my mind and scan a list of names. Marissa is near the top; he’s been texting her recently.
What am I doing?
I notice a couple of other female names and feel instantly sick.
Why am I doing this?
I hesitate again and click Marissa’s name … The last text is from her to him. I pale as I scan it, knowing how stupid this is, but now I can’t unsee it.
I still love you Jake … We can make this work, I’m so glad this happened between us, a new beginning. xxx
It’s from two days ago and I feel physically nauseous. I close the screen, my hands shaking, and I slide it back on the desk. My breath instantly labored and my heart is fluttering.
Shit. I shouldn’t have looked; I shouldn’t have pried.
He’s sleeping with Marissa again. The tone suggests she was a pa
