Chapter 116

“Look, honey, I can’t hear you. I’m staying out. Maybe see you tomorrow or something. We’ll see.” He sounds distant and cold, just like the Jake, who left me on that yacht to have sex with other people. He doesn’t wait but hangs up and leaves me staring numbly at a blank screen, my heart ripping free in screaming agony.

He obviously hasn’t been home, never realized I didn’t get there, or, if he has, then it doesn’t matter to him, and now his attitude… calling me ‘honey’… the pet name he used for his casual sex buddies. The anger soars through me, and I yank the phone back up, calling again. This time when he answers, the noise isn’t so loud, as though he’s moved to another room or maybe the bathroom.

“Where the fuck are you?” I stand up, rage coursing through me, pacing hysterically. My body trembles with so much emotion ripping through me at one time.

Who the hell is he to treat me this way, like I don’t matter? He has spent months making me believe that I matter