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I walk quicker now, heading back towards the campsite whilst trying to process the thoughts in my mind. To think you know everything, to feel like you understand someone, and then to have that all ripped away from you in one horrible moment of realisation – that’s the worst feeling in the world. It’s not the first time I’ve been led or destroyed by a vindictive woman, but I sure as hell know it’s going to be the last.
I can’t quite get my head around what it means. But the problem is it all makes sense. Jess would’ve been able to get into my room with very little difficulty. After all, she worked at the hotel and could’ve easily got a spare key or used a staff key to get access to all sorts of areas. Could she have sent the text message? I suppose so. It wouldn’t surprise me if she wa
