The judgement and disgust in his eyes, at my body and the bruises from obvious abuse, have told me everything.
The regret.
That hurts the most.
Christ.I shouldn’t have touched you.
The very foundation of what I thought my life was going to be is shattered.
I lie down and curl up, letting the tears fall.I don’t know who I am anymore.I have no career prospects, no home, and the man I’ve loved forever doesn’t want me.
I was right, he only wanted sex.
Seeing that someone else used me and left bruises is clearly a huge turnoff.
If he tells Jayden, I will never forgive him.
I close my eyes.Tomorrow I will work out what the best way forward is.Right now, I just want to sleep and forget.
CHAPTER TWELVE
LIAM
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Jessie is still asleepwhen I get up for work.After calming down, I went to talk to her last night and found she had passed out.
I tucked her into bed after cleaning her up, which might not have been the appropriate thing to do, but I did it anyway.
Getting a washcloth, I wiped her down and cursed quietly at her bruises once again.She has the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen.
To be fair, I haven’t slept with a lot of women.
Eight, at a guess.
Which is nothing compared to some men who have been essentially single all their twenties.I’ve dated for a few months, but as soon as it turned semi-serious, I shut it down.
