JESSICA’S POV
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The entire week has been a fairytale, like something from a movie. It’s like my heart has been singing, my body been dancing in floating air.
Until tonight, where I get back from reading to a kids group and Nathaniel isn’t here, he only left a note.
A f*****g note.
‘I went out for a meeting, I’ll be back late. Don’t wait up for me.’
Reading the note brings back the memories of how worried I was the other night when he came back in the early hours of the morning.
“What the hell.” I mutter as I crumble the note up and toss it onto the bed.
I undress and go take a long hot shower until the water turns cold, smiling as I get out.
A part of me knows that he has his own life, apart from me, one he had before me and I still can’t fathom why I get so jealous and mad.
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