CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
“You know what? Let’s go get wasted. Just not at the after-party,” I said, smiling as I got in the cab. He came in after me and I gave the driver directions then he drove off.
I’d thought that maybe my husband and I still had a chance to save our marriage but I was wrong and I hated that I wanted to be right. Three years of knowing each, three years of being in love with him and now what? Pain, more trust issues, a broken heart and possibly someone who will never fall in love again.
“Where are we going?” Ray questioned, filled with curiosity.
“Any bar that is close to the hotel. I’m going get so f*****g wasted and I need you to make sure I get home. Because I’m afraid, I might just go running that freaking after-party and who knows what could happen? I could end up
