Sixty-six: Hurt and Humiliation

Lara paced in her bedroom, blind rage and fury emanating from her. The moment Ryan had called the name of that whore as his fiance and the reactions of the people as he publicly rebuffed her lived rent-free in her head, refusing to go away. The shame and embarrassment Ryan had brought to her was so much that she wasn’t sure how she was going to ever face the public without feeling awful. Although it was late in the night, she knew that by morning the news of her humiliation would be all over the place and she couldn’t stand that. Instead of being seen as the terrible one, she’d spin the story and be the victim of Ryan’s carelessness. She was too deep in to stop at this point. She wouldn’t just let Ryan walk over her like she meant nothing.

Her heart hurt more, her chest tightening, as she vividly recalled the mocking expression that had been etched on his face, right before he tore her heart to pieces without a second glance. And just when she’d thought he’d right his wrong after Amel