Abandoned By My Mate
“Forget it? That’s because you’re weak. That’s why he can walk all over you, you’ll always come running back like a little bitch.”
Clara’s fists clenched, rage boiling inside her. Her breath grew heavier, but before she could speak, Jace’s hand squeezed hers harder, holding her in place and urging her not to fight.
Linda tilted her head, her smile nearly as bad as her words. “For your information, Clara, Jace didn’t show up that night because he had someone better.” She paused deliberately, letting the words sink in. “Better in bed, I mean.”
"No," Marla gasped as her hand flew to her mouth. Bernard just stood frozen to the spot with his eyes wide.