11 Chapter 11: Mixed messages

Chapter 11: Mixed messages

Amara

I watch Kell’s retreating back as he makes a hasty exit. Shame and anger burn through me at the thought that he ran from me. Images of Jason avoiding me after we had sex course through my mind.

What is wrong with me?

I can’t believe I let him kiss me. Leaning my back on the table, I sift my fingers through my hair and take a couple of deep breaths. I feel like such a fool right now. I don’t understand why this is happening again. I might not have had sex with Kell, but I can’t help but feel the same humiliation that I felt with Jason two years ago.

Pushing away from the table, I swallow down my tears and pick up my things. The sky is dark and gloomy, which is a good reflection of my current mood. Gazing in the direction where Kell usually parks his car, I have to bite back a curse. It’s gone.