Janette ran down the steps feeling like there was a large lump in her throught. Tears hurned her wyse as she tried blinking them away.
The butler made his way to see what the commotion was all about.
"Is there a problem?"
"No." She gave a straight answer half running in her steps .
She could still hear his voice in a destant as he begged her to stay so that he could explain.
She went for the door grabbing the handle and peeling the door open. She let out a sigh as the cold oustide air touched her cheeks and took a deep breath. Her fists were balled .
This ia a mess.
Her fingers dug into her plams. She still stood there before running down the porch steps .
The betaryal felt like a thousand knives cutting and slicing her heart into pieces. She couldn't believe the betrayal and still felt like it was all a night mare .
This wound was deep and there was no way he would make up after this . It's done and dusted.
