Chapter 11: Mixed messages
Amara
I watch Kell’s retreating back as he makes a hasty exit. Shame and anger burn through me at the thought that he ran from me.
Images of Jason avoiding me after we had s*x course through my mind, making me feel even more miserable.
What is wrong with me?
I can’t believe I let him kiss me. Leaning my back on the table, I sift my fingers through my hair and take a couple of deep breaths. I feel like such a fool right now. I don’t understand why this is happening again. I might not have had s*x with Kell, but I can’t help but feel the same humiliation that I felt with Jason two years ago.
Pushing away from the table, I swallow down my tears and pick up my things. The sky is dark and gloomy, which is a good reflection of my current mood. Gazin
