After running out of Declan’s office, I took the alley back to the clinic so no one would see my tears. When I slipped in the back door, I didn’t announce my arrival. Instead, I made a beeline to the bathroom to try my best to clean up the mess I’d made of my face.
Every time I thought of what an enormous ass I’d made out of myself, I’d just start crying all over again. I fought the urge to throw my hands in the air and scream, “WHYYY?” to the heavens. I didn’t know how being so upset over a water shortage had morphed into a nervous breakdown in front of the very man who had inflicted all my emotional duress.
Sylvia’s voice at the door interrupted my self-deprecating tirade. “Peyton, honey, are you in there?”
Sniffling, I swiped my eyes before walking over to the door. I cracked it and
