Travis
TRAVIS
I threw myself into a booth at the far back corner of the hotel bar, not wanting anyone to see the breakdown I was about to embark on. A waiter appeared, and I ordered two double rums, downing one as soon as he brought them over.
I coughed as the drink burned through my body, but I was so numb with shock, it was reassuring to know I could still feel something.
Sniffing, I wiped away the tear that leaked from my eye, trying to erase the memory of what I’d just seen from my mind.
The last few weeks since Jasper left me had been hell. I’d not slept, and I’d sunk into a pit of anger I didn’t know I could experience. I snapped at everyone. I threw myself into work, but that just reminded me of the man I’d lost. I pulled my hand over my face because what I’d said was right. I apparently didn’t know Jasper at all.
Closing my eyes, I tilted my head back and tried to calm the storm raging inside me. I needed a plan. I was in a country I didn’t know, in a job I no longer wanted, and trapped in a hotel suite with my boss and his new lover. That I could do something about.
I signalled to the waiter who came over.
“Can I get another one of these?” I held up the empty glass. “And could you also find out if I can book a new room? I’m in room 1011, but I’d like somewhere on my own. I don’t mind what room it is or how much it costs.”
The grey haired man offered me a confident nod. “Of course, sir. Let me see what I can do.”
He reappeared a few minutes later with my drink and an unhappy expression.
“I’m sorry, sir. We’re fully booked for the next week at least, but I have asked reception to let you know if we have any cancellations. You’ll be first on the list if there are.”
I let out a sigh, taking the drink from him and taking a sip. “Thank you.”
He walked away, and a shadow fell over me. I looked up, my jaw tightening as I stared at the man I not only didn’t know, but didn’t even recognise anymore.