ThreeThe hotel was very from our house, or rather Trent’s and Candice’s house. I had made sure it was so. I had cried for almost an hour immediately I checked in. The realization of what really happened hit me hard and I just didn’t know if I would ever recover. The hotel was nice and distracting enough, large rooms, king sized bed, a pool in the other side of the room to relax in and a large view of the city. Sometimes I would look at the pool longingly wishing it would just drown me. I had to tell myself that it wasn’t worth it. Trent wasn’t worth my life. I had to move on, had to find other sweet aspect of life and make sure that Trent betrayal didn’t mess with my head. I stared at myself in the mirror now as the water ran down my body in the shower. Blonde hair and all. I didn’t look bad. When I came to check into the hotel all eyes had been on me from the moment I checked in to when I walked to my room. Someone had even whistled appreciatively. So why was Trent so hateful, what
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