Chapter 22
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Sonja slammed the front door closed and saw the tip of Snuggles’ tail as he rushed away from her. It was bad enough that Derek wanted someone else, but now, even her cat was turning his back to her. She should never have tried to be his submissive and babygirl. What had she been thinking? Hadn’t she learned from Colton or her years at Club Indigo? Why would he want her when he could have Angie? She was perfect for him. Small, beautiful and, obviously, a babygirl!
Sonja huffed at her wayward thoughts and tried to calm down. She rushed to her bedroom without bothering to take off her shoes and coat. With her purse still strapped around her body, she flopped down on her bed and gave in to her despair.
Derek didn’t love her. She broke down, and big, fat tears started streaming down her face. Her tears soaked the corner of her bedspread in a matter of minutes, and the waterworks were still falling. She hadn’t felt this kind of pain in a long time. Not since she had entered Colton’s garden on the night she found out her grandmother’s house would have to be sold to pay debts and found him kissing ‘Sleazy Sandy’ on his back porch.
She’d crammed her belongings in Gran’s old Buick and driven away, but she hadn’t been able to get away from her pain then, and she couldn’t now. She wasn’t the inexperienced teenager she had been back then. Sonja pushed herself up and grabbed a wad of tissues from the nightstand. She pulled back her shoulders with false bravado.
Fake it ’til you make it, right?
First, she would change her bedding, and then she would indulge in some comfort from Ben and Jerry’s.
Who needs a man when they have that delicious duo, right?
She would watch The Little Mermaid and not think about Derek. Just his name brought tears to her eyes. Sonja pulled the strap of her purse over her head. She needed to put her phone on the charger for the night, so she took it out, realizing the battery was dead. Once it started charging, she checked it to find eleven missed calls and sixteen text messages.
What the ? —
For a second or two, she felt curious and wanted to find out who’d called, but Sonja was sure it would be her friends, and she couldn’t deal with explanations right now. No, she would go to bed and deal with things tomorrow.
With Snuggles hot on her heels, Sonja went to her bed. Her beloved cat jumped on the bed with stiff legs, and she went to the bathroom.
When she returned, Snuggles was curled up smack in the middle of her bed and she allowed herself a sad smile. Someone else was going to be grumpy. Sonja turned off the light and nudged Snuggles so they both had room. She fought the urge to pull the sheets over her head as the tears started to fall anew. Crying, she waited for sleep, while Snuggles purred like a small steam engine in blissful ignorance.