Despite waking up in each other's arms, they felt distant towards each other and Elizabeth hated herself for making that move yesterday. Without another word, Elizabeth put on some clothes she found on the floor beside the bed and walked to her room.
She felt used. She felt angry, but as much as she wanted to yell out, she couldn't. It was like a tiny part of her already expected it. The moment Courtney mentioned that Jéan just had flings with women, a tiny part of her somehow accepted that Jéan would never see her in that way.
But when it was pointed out that Jéan wouldn't act this way with anyone, she wanted to hold on to that little thread, no matter how weak it was. She shouldn't have, that was so naive of her. It was the first attempt at love and she didn't know it would turn out th
