Monday, October 27, 2014 to Thursday, November 06, 2014
She could’ve asked him what he was doing. Where he was going. But she wasn’t stupid.
Through glazed eyes, she watched from the doorway while Aaron tossed clothes into the open suitcase in the middle of the sagging bed. His face was hard, his jaw set. Though an icy silence hung between them, Mandi sensed that hot rage simmered just below the surface. And that it could erupt her direction at any moment.
But he didn’t look at her, didn’t speak to her. Why should he? What was there to say?
There’d been ...continued...