Riley.
As I walked into the house, I stormed upstairs and slammed my door. I have never felt so angry in my life. I don't know if it's because I found him kissing someone else or because he lied about it.
I swear I have seen that woman before; I'm just not sure where. Either way, he f****d up. I thought I could trust him; hell, I was starting to come around to giving him a chance but now he can kiss that goodbye.
I start to unzip my dress, but my shaking hands make it difficult to pull it down. I should have asked Mom for help, but then she would ask questions I don’t want to answer.
I’m getting into bed and planning to go to sleep. If he thinks he’s going to sleep in here with me tonight, he has another thing coming.
Why do I always fall for the same patterns with men? Am I not seei
