Chapter 12

• Did he think he could just call me anytime he wanted to and I would just pick up his phone? " She threw questions to the wind, as though somehow the wind would answer any of them, she thought as she drove away from the magnificent house faster than she intended. She wanted to get as far away as possible from Nicholas and from every misery that enveloped the house.
• What was she thinking? That she could magically just forget what had happened in the house? Somehow, she could work for the same man who had promised her forever and still threw her out in the rain. Even though she had pleaded and begged, he had turned a deaf ear to her plea, making her begging seem like thrash and her crying look pathetic. Astra got it. She really did. Nicholas was engaged and happy, but why on Earth did he have to rub it in and the timing?
• perfect timing. Was it all planned, the way she waltzed into the area where they had sat down? Was the whole thing a set up? Get her to come over and then insult her with a stranger and a young one too. Was she satisfying him better than she ever did? Was she the same woman she had caught walking into the shop with Nicholas? Was everything that was ever said to her by Thompson actually the truth? She pounded her hands against her steering wheel,as if hitting it would magically erupt some sort of answer, but it didn't. It just brought a ferocious stream of angry tears, making even angrier lines on her face. She was going to get drunk today, and nobody was going to stop her from getting shitfaced.