Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

Mirah

I switched positions, lying faceup and staring unblinkingly at the ceiling. My belly grumbled, and I fondled it gently. I'd skipped breakfast this morning, and it was still sitting on the bedside table, cold and untouched.

My head ached so bad from the different thoughts that'd been flying in my mind all day. With a groan, I sat up.

I sauntered into the bathroom, and splattered cold water on my face, before coming out into my room again.

‘It was a mistake.’

The words reverberated over and over in my mind, leaving a hollowed heart in its wake. I sniffled as the tears streamed down my cheeks in two thick lines.

The clench of his jaw. The way his face had been set in a determined line. I should've known.

What the hell had I been thinking when I allowed Zeke fuck me in his room?

I knew the answer. It rang in my ears, and though I tried denying it, I couldn't.

I'd fallen in love with him.

The realization brought more pain than I thought it would.