Karina Height Novels & Stories

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

Coming down from the little staircase, Chloe groaned in frustration and dragged her fingers through her long braids. “Where could she have gone to?” Karina stood close to the wall, hugging her arms. Her curly hair was tied in a messy bun, and she kept shifting on her feet like she had tiny ants crawling on her skin. “Try her number again,” she said, her voice thin with worry. Her eyes kept darting towards the road as if Charlotte would suddenly appear.