Chapter 15

Mercy's pov 

Pacing back and forth in the living room, my anxiety disorder starting to kick in, I haven't had many attacks lately, for once I felt like a normal person with Tom and Grace by my side what I saw today made me feel like the fool I have always been, they have been having an affair right under my nose.

Apart of me wants to believe that there's a valid reason why the lipstick stains were on Tom's chest but another part of me thinks that the answer to that is obvious.

Tom did not bother to explain to me why was Grace's lipstick on his chest and why was he leaning so close to her, rather he freshened up and went to bed while my mind was going to burst at any moment from overthinking.

I mean shouldn't he try and clarify this to me, or defend himself like other men do when they are caught cheating instead of playing it cool.

"Tom!" I screamed his name taking large strides to our bedroom, I did not find him there, but the bed is unt