Chapter 25. Sarah, My Therapist

Sherry’s POV

I couldn’t believe I was lying next to Bellow, and yet all I could think about was Ryan and Rose. What were they doing in there? Were they laughing? Talking about things they have in common? Sharing intimate moments? The thought of it was driving me insane.

Which in itself was insane. Why could I not sleep after my bone breaking labor all day?

I was supposed to have fainted out of exhaustion, yet I was lying in my bed, with eyes as wide as the owl outside, hooting it’s heart away.

I tried to shut my mind off, to focus on Bellow’s soft breathing, to imagine us doing something fun together tomorrow. Imaginary scenarios to help me doze off.

But my thoughts kept coming back to Ryan. He never treated me like a human, yet I was only thinking of him.

“Am I not interesting enough? Not pretty enough? Not funny enough?” Absurd trails of thoughts were playing soccer in my mind.

And then there was the sadness. The sadness of feeling left ou