Chapter 20
Moira
I wish the Earth could just open up beneath my feet and swallow me up. Is this man always going to find me at my worst? Pretty soon, he is going to get tired of saving me, and I really can’t blame him. First, it was that night in Vegas. Sure, I was happy, but I was also drunk off my ass because my fiancé had cheated on me. Today, he found me just after I threw up, then again when Bianca had hit me, and now this.
“You have a suitcase in your hands.” He states the obvious, but I know what he is actually asking is why I have a suitcase.
“Yes, well my mother is being a pain in the ass, trying to get me to forgive Timothy for what he had done, because according to what he told her, Britney was a woman scorned and wanted revenge, so she made the messages and videos up. Reall
