Chapter 218

I sigh deeply for the millionth time as I stare down into my glass, swirling the amber liquid of my scotch while my mind runs amuck. It’s been over three hours since I stormed out of the house. I wandered around aimlessly till I found a bar, and well, here I am, nursing my fourth glass of scotch. Was I being an idiot and irrationally jealous over absolutely nothing? I don’t think so.

Why is she so