Chapter 15

Teagan's Point of View

Wallowing in my own self-pity seemed too harsh a term for me to use. I saw my little stint as nothing more than a self-care day. Something that I used to make myself feel a bit better. Or rather to silence the guilt inside my mind.

Not that it worked but it was worth a try.

After my call with Harland last night, the world seemed a little less dull. More colorful and optimistic. Until I was left alone to my own mind again.

Then it was back to being harsh and cruel.

Seeing Bellamy whilst trying to be intimate with Harland was a line in the sand I didn't need. It made things clearer to me. I had to avoid Bellamy at all costs or it might just cost me my marriage.

And that wasn't a price I was willing to pay.

My mind always tended to stray further than it should but last night it went severely dark. To haunted crevices I had long since thought forgotten.

Bellamy was there as well. Always there, it seemed, since I found him in his room. As if the bastard just