As we rode in silence in Jordan's Limousine, my mind was filled not only with sadness that I would never be significant in Jordan's life, but also with sorrow that the Moon Goddess had bestowed such immense power upon Kayla Damien, and she was using it to trap Jordan.
Confronting Kayla or attempting to stop her felt futile, like trying to halt a speeding train. My mission seemed impossible, and I felt lost in my marriage, unprepared for the great challenge before me.
I couldn't just leave Jordan and run away, knowing that it would only cause him immense stress trying to find me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I gazed at the passing scenery through the tinted windows.
Jordan drew me closer, holding my head gently against his powerful bicep. He looked away, concealing his emotions from me, not wanting me to see the heartbreak he too felt.
