“Jocelyn, what did she do?” Jacob’s voice was hard and his tone carried bullets. His body went stiff and I could feel the anger flowing through him.
The dim lights in the room suddenly didn't give the sensual feel it had given at first. Instead the environment had become eerie. The soft dim lights cast a glow on half of Jacob’s face making him seem a bit less comforting. The frown etched on his face didn't help either. It was a stark contrast to the vibe he had given off before Mrs. Lopez’s appearance.
Why did she have to see me at all after all those years and why did we have to meet each other in such an uncomfortable position? These questions ran through my head rent-free and I could only blame it on my bad luck.
My heart pounded heavily as tears freely fell from my eyes. Trying to
