FORTY

Diane stood in front of her mirror, carefully pulling off her earrings. They had gotten home about twenty minutes ago and she finally had some time to herself. She moved towards her bed and slowly sunk into it, sighing.

Her life sucked.

At least that’s what she felt. Her father was dead. She was in love with a man who was still so attached to his girlfriend. And tomorrow, she had to go to her company where all the men there looked at her like she was some form of imposter or something.

Supporting her elbow with her knee, she placed her head into her palms. The image of Ashley and Nicholas kissing flashed through her head once again and she nearly cried out in anger and bitterness. ‘What is wrong with me?!’ she yelled to herself. ‘Why do I have to keep putting myself in this position?!’

She hated this. She hated that all Nicholas had to do was say the word sorry and kiss her and she would immediately forgive him. She hated tha