Sleet Princess (Sleet #4)

68. Natalie

Natalie

I set my phone down on the nightstand and turn off the light.

I know what I did wasn’t right, but if Luke would just take his head out of his ass for five minutes, I could explain it to him.

I deserve better than this.

Pulling the hotel blanket up to my chin, I ignore the way my eyes fill.

I’ve cried enough.

I won’t cry any more over this disaster of a marriage.