“Why did I come again?” Julie muttered under her breath as she watched with murderous eyes Cami hanging on Henry’s arm like a vine.
So you could face him, the sensible part of her let out on a sigh.
“So you’d get closure,” her boyfriend told her in a hushed tone.
Jack was smiling. He had been smiling ever since he had stepped foot in the house. It wasn’t only fake but forced too, and it showed. She wanted to tell him to drop the act, and frown like she did, but she didn’t dare breach the subject with him. He was already holding on by a thread. She shouldn’t be pushing his buttons.
The last time he had seen Henry wasn’t exactly his best memory of the man.
She couldn’t help but blame Henry for what he did that night, for continuing to bang her against the wall even after her best
