Chapter 231: What Have I Done?
Jessi stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Shed been trying to remove her makeup, but her hand wouldnt stop shaking.
What have I done?
Drawing in a ragged breath, she slid to the floor as her knees buckled, and she curled on her side, legs hugged tightly to her chest. A keening cry escaped her lips as she dissolved into sobs.
Who did I think I was? How did I lose track of my life like I did? Surfing. Seriously? Showing up half-naked at a BDSM club? Im forty-fucking-six years old. Acting like I was a twenty-year-old Like I was some kind of cheap character in a trashy novel.
But she had loved him. Judd. And Graham. Both of them. It was too confusing. The idea of selling her home made her feel queasy. How could he demand that she do it?
He didnt demand, the voice of reason whispered in her mind.
Jessi howled angrily. But he made it clear that was what he wanted me to do.