Chapter 30

Sapphire Watterson

My eyes were burning and my ears felt a lot hotter than the weather. People talked and talked about the latest gossip released and occasionally made remarks on the “lucky” whore who snagged the attention of their “eye candy man.” I managed to take an excuse from work today just to sit at home and process my thoughts.

My eyes skimmed through the headlines for the nth time and it was the same words. I tried calling him, not to ask if he had seen the news because I knew it was impossible. On the first and second rings he didn’t pick up and on the third ring, the call was directed to his voicemail.

I threw the phone away from me, pulling my duvet over my head and contemplating what was going on with him. How was he handling the news? Did he feel any sense of shame for being caught up in this news with me, a random upscale cafe manager turned whore by midnight? I wondered if he was going to deny knowing me. Would he announce to everyone that we