Annalise laid her head on her desk and tried to ignore the painful ache around her temples. Elaine told her to go home, but she couldn’t… not yet… She knew what she had to do, and it would hurt far more than those damn pictures.
Still, she hadn’t worked this hard to rebuild her reputation and career to have it go down the drain over her affair with Lance. Yes, she was in love with him, that was so very clear in her head, but he wasn’t responding the same way.
For him, what was going on between them was just enjoyable s*x and nothing more. They were great between the sheets, but outside his hotel bed, in front of the cruel reality, their relationship was doomed.
Annalise sighed and covered her face with her hands.
“You can’t escape your past, Anna,” she whispered. “It will hunt you fore
