JORDAN
"What did I just do?" I questioned myself, annoyed.
"What was I thinking lying to her like that?" I sighed heavily and looked up at her from where I sat at the dining table, her eyes met mine with nothing but suspicion written all over her, and just like I had been doing for days, I looked away. Margaret had glared at me when I asked her to bring the food downstairs, but I couldn’t bear to remain in the same space as her, alone. I was sure I would lose my s**t. Avoiding her wasn’t helping, but what else was I to do? I had not just only found out that my girlfriend hurt her and that she had been right all along, but I found out that she never manipulated me from the beginning. She was innocent and more than anything, was the victim to everything that has happened. How could I face
