Chapter Twenty Eight- The Devil She Doesn't Know Part Three
I mean if a stranger can work me out that easily, does it mean my mother has long been aware of my attraction towards her husband? Did she notice the first time I developed a crush on him when I was fifteen?
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Coming here was pointless, I am not going to let loose and enjoy myself at all with all these dooming thoughts at the back of my mind. Every other second I kept imagining the Devil arriving at the hotel, coming into my room and discovering that I am not sound asleep in my bed as I should be. I had to keep reminding myself not to let my fears get the better of me, even though I could not help but to constantly look over my shoulder to check if the source of my discomfort had still not made itse
