Winter wandered to the garden and looked for a hidden-away bench. Coming here had been a bad idea.
Amelia would have laughed at her face. Maybe she would have walked in on them in the hospital room, enjoying each other’s company. She would have looked so pathetic.
She had come here confident of what she was going to do and say, but now, she felt lost. She was swearing to never fall for Julian’s words again, and yet, she could not push the hurt aside and move on with her day.
She wished it was so easy to turn off her feelings. That way, she wouldn’t be sitting here, feeling stupid. When Julian announced he was leaving two nights ago, she had pretended to be okay with it if he wanted to carry on an affair with Amelia.
She wished she could really be like that and not give a sh*t. Let them
