Mia hadn't expected it at all, but she pushed William away forcefully.
Her lips, wet and red from his kiss, and her breath somewhat erratic, she couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
He didn't seem to mind, his face not turning red, nor his breathing becoming heavy. His dark eyes held a hint of intoxication as he looked at her.
It was then that she realized that what he had said earlier about having a way to help her father get the money back from his friend might have just been a tease.
Annoyed, she stood up from the sofa, grabbed her pajamas, and headed straight to the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower, the night felt even quieter.
She sat down at the vanity in the room and applied some moisturizer.
Ever since the miscarriage, she had lost weight and looked much more haggard.
She missed her old, vain self. Now, it felt like she was wasting her time.
Perhaps she should pull herself together and return to her former self.
