Emma had cried her heart out. Her body shook with the force of her sobs, each one a painful reminder of her broken heart. The betrayal was too fresh, too raw to process. She had thought she meant something to him, but now it was clear she was just a pawn in his twisted games, to be discarded when he was done. Anger mingled with her sorrow, but she couldn’t shake him from her thoughts. His smile, his touch, his words—all haunted her.
She had taken Poodle, her faithful companion, to the dog farm earlier that week. The farm was a place where dogs could roam freely and enjoy the open spaces, but without Poodle’s comforting presence, Emma felt an even deeper emptiness. She had hoped that Poodle’s absence would force her to find strength within herself, but instead, she felt utterly alone.
Tom
