Chapter Seventeen.

I stumped out of Neil's office in agony and pain. I was embarrassed at the rejection and pain he caused me in front of his pesky secretary, Margaret. I zoomed off in my Porsche car, crying my eyes out. Neil just broke up with me. Unbelievable.

I picked my phone to text Mom that I was coming to her house, but my hands were so shaky that I dropped the phone. I couldn't believe that Neil threw me like a rag because his secretary that was without a class.

Earlier today, I sat on the balcony in my house, sipping an apple juice with my laptop in my hands. I watched the office twenty-four seven, waiting for when they'd start having sex. And I saw the moment coming to pass when Zina walked into the office with a cheerful look. I waited and watched as she served Neil coffee, I also watched as the coffee burnt his hands, and when Zina ran helter-skelter to look for a band aid. I smiled. I placed my hands on my mouse, waiting to press the left button.

It started with a slow, wet, sloppy kis