Tom travelled to New York today. He didn't state what urged him to go to the city, but I know his reason very well. His "girl" is up there. That despicable women. She doesn't even think about putting herself in my shoes, and trying to imagine how I feel. I would like to run her over with a car.
Well, I'm not going to spend my day with these bitter thoughts. I'm a young, beautiful, rich women. I married Tom for a reason, for the money, and I intend to spend it to make my life lively. Jordan and I can go out today, or perhaps I can spend some time in the garden; I do really love smelling the redolent roses.
No comments:
Post a Comment