Shattered Lies

DAPHNE

I was in the living room, folding the throw blankets on the couch. My hands moved slowly, but my mind wasn’t really there. All I could think about was last night. Every damn second of it. The knock on the guest room door. The soft moans. The silence that followed. And the fact that Dominic never came back to our room. He didn’t even try to lie or hide what he was doing.

He just… disappeared