Two weeks later
Tessa glanced around Jax and Sarah’s engagement party in a futile attempt to distract herself from her aching, gnawing hunger. She clutched her glass of sparkling water with lemon like a talisman, tried to ignore the delicious-looking and -smelling buffet set up in the kitchen. She hadn’t eaten that day, and had had only had a salad the day before, and if she stayed strong, she might hit one-hundred-and-twenty pounds by the next week.
But not if you keep f*****g pigging out, you cow.
She’d had a serious setback the week before when Kevin had dumped her. He’d walked out, telling her that he was done waiting for her to take care of herself properly, done being patient and understanding. He said that he’d tried everything he could think of to make her treat herself with res
