Passion or Revenge

felt like a

ike one. Mason made

pty. I searched the entire room for him and even then I waited, just in case he

y was

t night was some kind of one nightstand with a slut. He didn't even bother to le

had to survive Agatha's fury. I still haven't come up

nto the house undetected, if I

m dressed so-" she looked me

nts of last night and the aftermath shame of this morning, that played over and ov

a's expression softened. "Go take a bathe and c

ded to act like a mother who actually car

lunch on the table. But I was in no mood fo

I came in, so it meant he was at home. He could have just bro

to see him, he owed me an explanation and an apology;

up at intervals. I eventually gave up a

hands over her full breast. I looked nothing like Agatha. She had full black hair, fuller breast and tall height. I had my father's bro

ent

id. The quest

a cl

. "Who were you with?" she looked as though she was afraid to hear

sex with Mason," I blurted and then shut my eyes,

di

ere tears in my eyes and regre

away from these peop

orry,

e interjected. "Did

ep in trouble, I wasn't about to give her more reasons to yell at me

ons to hate me," there was so much disdain in her eyes for me. Sure, she has gotten mad a

. There might be no

room to swallow me up. It didn't happen. And for the next cou

bust, not that I'm surprised. She has always been a difficult person and terrible at forgi

past in the past. I redirected my attention to the clothes I was ironing. Bei

ered the laundry room. "You've been quite s

sometime t

found out who the

my hea

smiling sheepishly, "

r Mason and at the end he proved to be an ass. I had hoped that he'd reach out to me, offer some sort of explanation a

him, but I changed my mind. If he wan

she was staring out the window

t is

ged. "Sas

the window and saw the same

Mason frequently. I think

n and threatened to explode. "How do you

She posts pictures their pictures and v

ing to so hard to keep down exploded. I stormed out of the laundry room and h

made to open it fully and confront him, but so

slept with Imogen,"

idn't seem like the one

t," the pride in his voice revolted me. He never

creaming. He played with my heart just for

owards my room. His words replayed in my head, over and over again. I felt n

und Julia who looked like

posted," she st

her. I just want t

she insisted, shoving

elief. My life wa