Hillary
I’m so bored.
Wait—no. I don’t even know if I’m bored or bothered. Bentley traveled with the stunning girl from the pool the next morning. He told me nothing about his plans, just asked Isabel to say he was gone for the weekend and would be back Monday.
He didn’t even let me plan his trip, book a room, or do any of the things secretaries are supposed to do.
Whatever.
I don’t care about him.
I’m supposed to be happy that I get a few days off, but instead I’m restless, unsettled. It’s worse because I don’t even know why.
I don’t have any friends or family here to visit. Jake has work. Even though Georgia is back from her honeymoon, she has to be at her husband’s family house for her sister-in-law’s wedding. She’ll visit Boston soon, and we can hang out.
Last night, I spent t
