Sarah
Startling awake, I looked over at Dom. The room was dark, but I knew it was the early hours of the morning. What I was doing with him would only get us hurt. I needed to go home.
Being with him, being treated like I matter by him had taught me so much. I knew what kind of man that I wanted to be with. What kind of man I deserved. I wasn’t going to let another man treat me as Micheal had.
Slipping out of the bed, I walked over to the small nightstand. Pulling out one of the notepads with the hotel’s logo on it from the drawer. The white paper was crisp beneath my fingertips, I reached back into the drawer. My fingers scratching against the wooden bottom as I searched for a pen.
I’d leave Dom a note, thanking him. Then I’d put the past behind me and start working on myself and t
