Chapter Thirty-Three
It was probably Tracey, knowing Micheal. Even though he’d said he’d broken things off with her. I knew him; he was a liar. That had been a constant in our relationship and I’d let those white lies go, not knowing that they’d grow bigger. It was for the better, though, and I was glad that I’d caught him. The idea of being married to someone who didn’t know my worth and would cheat on me wasn’t something I wouldn’t have been able to handle.
I tapped out a quick message to my landlord, placing my phone back in my bag. Looking into the mirror, I fixed my lipstick. Trying to fight down the tiredness that I could see clinging to me. That glass of wine had hit me harder than I’d thought it would. Now I wanted a nap.
Maybe Kane would want to head home for another round. Th
