Chapter 17 Kayla
KAYLA
My eyes sting, and my chest is hollow. I grab a crumpled tissue from a pile next to my pillow and press it to my eyes.
They’re dry for the first time since I found out the truth about Seth last night, the truth about men. That they are all assholes. All of them. Even my dad had me spied on.
A shuddering sob wracks through my body, and I clench the tissue in my fist until it passes.
I want to dive under the duvet, but I can’t take any more time off from the cafe. Mira is about to pop, and I don’t want her worrying about me or the cafe when she should be thinking about her baby.
My legs feel heavy as I swing them over the side of the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed for a moment, trying to muster up the energy to get up.
I was so sure about Seth. I felt so safe with him. How could he have hacked into my phone and my TV?
I think about what he said.
It may have started off all wrong, but what we have is genuine. Don’t throw that away.
Can a relationship really ever be genuine when it starts with deception?
I don’t know.
All I know is that my heart feels like it’s been ripped out of my body. And if Dad thinks I’m coming back home after what he did, he’s mistaken.
I can’t even trust my own father. He was the one who put Seth up to it, I remind myself. But maybe Daddy was only doing what he felt was right to protect me.
There’s so much going around in my brain that I can’t sit still any longer.
Heaving myself up off the bed, I head to the shower.
All I know is I need to get to the cafe. I need to work to keep distracted, to keep my mind off controlling men and the pain they cause.