od

at this monster's home. My

main in my mind, pounding my he

somehow, it is no match for th

nursing down my third glass

t keep hearing the same thr

. Pregnant

Married." I keep on r

they tak

ng, barr

al

breath. I shoul

embarrassed me the la

ght... and wh..what

f dignity and

o easy for him to

like

good years

afe place. My last re

cha

s cheating on me with my

ing to

r, tilting my head back and

es, trying to resist the t

ced me, just as

I am n

he was

she didn't mix business with pleasure, perhaps I wo

rs gliding against the puff

thing

e again." I mumble. "It a

left for a business trip.

d he do

nniversary int

I spend hou

celebrate my

his while? I blink rapidly, fig

who lets his mother insult me to my f

ink?" I snap a

angers clinking glasses, laughter, musi

le six," the bartender says, pl

my throat . "I'm back here again. A

ead

the barte

a num

.

able with you?" A deep, velve

lift my head, expecting t

e bart

ur f

hair, tousles in the air. This is a ki

ne swirls throug

is is

odie. He's no diff

rui

through, firm yet smooth and silk. "I've

dry chuckle.

d moves a seat close

drinking tequila like

shoot back. "I saw that miss-s

ybe I'm just tr

it w

with mine. "But it numbs t

the way he spe

just two lost s

ay," he says suddenly. "Right be

g my glass agai

eplaced me with my st

ales s

bad..." He chuckles. "Bu

bitter smile... an

ttention to what he's saying, just admi

and stop at room 135. I don't remember

d to

or open. I walk in first, collapsing on the

ocking the do

ng our breath and staring at the ceiling as if wai

slightly, ste

closer and brushes a str

" He murmurs, and lig

gles beneat

wrong

*

of my alarm drags me

d blink against the light,

en it

sn't m

widen. O

ooks nothin

to see some clothes s

my body with disgus

na

he duvet up to my chest, clutching it like it

through my head, and then, t

e

ma

hall

pressing

ng and falling ab

es, my lips trembling

his name. Our conversation just flowed easily, tw

in my stomach, but deeper

me...he had d

plashing water

ts towards t

in

htens in

ce him. No

the d

I search for my clothes. My hands

e the drawer. Without thinking, I sli

ough for my tran

nd looks behind with my racing pulse, my

ght," I say to the thi

ice speaks behind me