Chapter 31 The Walk-Out

TAMMY’S POV

There’s a light tap-tap on our closed bedroom door.

Sean and I both look to the door and then at each other, neither of us willing to break the silence yet. He’s still livid.

“Darlings?” Sue genty calls out. She doesn’t open the door but adds, “Ángel has put together a lovely spatchcock chicken for dinner. Please join me at the dining table when you’re ready.”

I hear her footsteps as she makes her way back to the kitchen. Why does she always interrupt my and Sean’s conversations? Maybe I should even start expecting it every time Sean and I talk privately.

“I’m not hungry.” I say to Sean. It’s the truth. I can’t stomach anything right now, especially the thought of Sean’s dick inside of his step-mother.

“If you care about us at all, Tammy, you’ll join us at the dinner table tonight.” Sean says finally and stalks out of the bedroom to join Sue for dinner.

I have no response to what he just said. I still do care. Even though my gut says I shouldn’t.

I join Sue and Sean at