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The door opens drawing my attention and I looked up, ah, well if it isn’t the adulteress.

I do a mental face palm at the word, I can’t believe I just called someone that even in my head, it’s… mean and unlike me.

Fuck.

And I can’t believe I just used the f-word.

What is wrong with me?

I never judged people based on their life choices, I don’t know what they’ve been through. And judging was just wrong period.

“I didn’t realize you had return” she smiled politely, a dimple popping in her cheek, her hair is in a bun with soft curls framing her face. Pretty.

And why the hell was I scrutinizing her looks?

Damn it. I cursed then winced.

I’m just a bag of curse words today aren’t I?

She’s holding what looks to be a basket of freshly laundered clothes. “I can come back later if you want”

Biting my tongue as I don’t trust myself not to say something mean, I wave at her to go ahead.

I want to act clueless but I know where my sudden dislike for her stems from. I dislike any form of ad
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