It was the middle of the night, the corridor was dark except for a slight illumination from a night light, through the slurred light was the drunken smile of one Bella Williams.
She pointed unscrupulously at Charles's beautiful face, full of contempt.
“Martin Smith, four years, I had wished to live with you, I thought you were a gentleman...” Tears shed from her eyes, but she said with a smile, “You had already been in a relationship with Lynn, weren’t you? Those photos were photoshopped! You knew all of this, am I right? You knew the pregnancy was a lie?”
Her lips shivered as she tried to suppress it. Bella’s eyes were full of sorrow, “Why the hell do you hate me? How could you ruin me like this? Why did you torment me, why!?”
Her thin body winced under the light, and her smile, sel
