I stayed in my room for the next few hours, as I had lost my temper I could not make the final arrangement with Blake for my departure that week and he had given me an ultimatum now. I'll have to stay here for a week.
Thoughts of the coming evening depressed me further. But for sure Blake’s guest would be more embarrassed simply by my presence, the returned wife, who had left him would create such a fiasco. Whatever had Blake told them about me? I thought as it is going to be the most uncomfortable evening and I knew that the Situation was totally ridiculous.
As the time of the dinner approach, I walked angrily around the room, knowing that if I took some rest it would make me uneasy and I would think all kinds of things.
Angrily I tried to push the disrupted thoughts aside. maybe
