Chapter 29

“Tasha, hey.” He says softly, still motioning at me to wait frantically, but I only shake my head at him in utter disgust. I look him up and down as though I am seeing him for the first time and don’t like what stands before me. Rage and broken aches tear through me at speed, making me feel dirty and worthless in one fell swoop.

He just cheated on that girl, and here he is, soothing down the phone as if nothing has happened.

Fucking dog!

Like most men.

I turn and haul the door open, not waiting to hear it close before stomping towards the stairs barefoot. I don’t care that I have lost my shoes and probably look a fright. I have to get away from him before I stab him with something in the face. If I could find my shoes, then both would be firmly implanted in his skull about now anyway. I descend the stairs at furious speed, not caring who may see me at this early hour anymore. I am done being a secret.

As I reach the front door, I flinch at him calling m