At the hotel, he dumps me graciously in my room. He ordered me to lay down and there's a tray of half eaten food by the bed. He has a doctor coming, despite my protests and has left me to stare at the quiet TV to "recuperate".
He's being distant and as soon as I was settled, he pulled his cell out and stalked off, closing himself in his own room. I know he's calling her and despite his manner with her earlier, it still makes my heart constrict painfully. I hate the fact he's calling her. I don't know why, but from the moment I met her, I had this weird, gutsy inkling that I really didn't like her at all. Far more potently than any of his other bimbos and I can't explain it. It's some female thing going off inside of me, that makes me hate her more than the others.
On top of that I just h
