(Trudy)
I am currently sitting in my car crying in front of my bakery. Thoughts of the interaction or lack there of with James a few minutes ago running through my head. It was clear I made a mistake.
'GODDAMN IT WHY COULDN'T IT HAVE BEEN YOU BASTARD!! IT'S NOT FAIR I PLAYED THE ROLE OF THE GOOD WIFE FOR SO LONG AND YOU SON OF A b***h SLEPT AROUND WITH THAT TRAMP FOR YEARS. I DID GET CAUGHT. why the hell did it have to be me' I screamed in my head and whispered the last part
"And the worst part was he was right" I said before I heard a knock on the windshield so I wiped my eyes and wend down the window to see Rebecca waiting outside. I sighed and came out pretending everything was alright
"Good morning Rebecca" I said walking towards the shop opening it. Rebecca hurriedly followed behi
