Chapter Thirty: Make-up Sex is Often the Best

Emily

It’s funny how things can change within a second, this moment you’re happy and smiling and the next you’re avoiding people like the plague. I haven’t spoken to Adam intimately after I had caught his maid climbing him and that was two months ago. We see each other at work and the only thing we exchange are greetings and me telling and confirming his schedule. He had tried on numerous occasion to say more, to reach out but I shut him down completely. I am slowly trying to get over it but it seems so hard when you have been hurt before it just seems impossible to forgive and forget. Sighing to myself, I got up out of bed before I went to take a shower, brush my teeth then threw my hair in a ponytail. Getting dressed in a gray dress, and black flats, I grab my phone and bag before going into the kitchen.

Getting the orange juice from the refrigerator, I gra