I couldn’t concentrate throughout the day; I was running on fumes because I couldn’t sleep all night. I was scared Jake would come into the room and attack me in the middle of the night and my mind was a jungle. It also didn’t help my nerves when he pinned me to the car as soon as he came down this morning and gave me a very vivid reminder of what would happen if I did anything to upset him today.
“You know I still don’t understand why you’re wearing a turtleneck in this heat,” Diana said from across the room and I subconsciously tugged at my sleeve and neckline before turning to her, “It is like 90 degrees in here and you’re over there comfortably wearing a long sleeved turtleneck top like it’s a winter wonderland.”
“I don’t feel that hot,” I lied.
“Now that’s a bloody lie, I can see the sweat dripping down your head,” she said in a know-it-all tone.
“I just liked the top and I felt like wearing it,” I shrugged, “It’s not a big deal.”