Eleven

Chapter Eleven

I took two steps back, the reality of what I'd just done catching up with me. I'd just acted like a complete fool in front of two strangers who I assumed were Davis' parents.

Davis' driver gave me an apologetic look before he opened the door to let the older couple out. I didn't know what to say, shame filling me. If I started to explain, I might make things worse, and from the way they were both staring at me, I could tell they were already very opinionated toward me.

"I…apologize for my unruly behavior," I said, deciding it was worth a shot. They would understand, wouldn't they? "I thought it was Davis…"

"So this is how you treat my son? You try to bash his car windows?" the woman said.

Why had my confidence come at the wrong time?

"I apologize. He didn't let me leave the house and I was furious."

"What responsible married woman would leave her home by this time? With an attitude like that, it's no surprise he prevents you from leaving," the man said as they wa