She had to keep her focus on Megan. Megan was probably sitting home alone, crying her eyes out. That thought seemed to sober her up some. She sipped at her wine.
Alternatively, maybe Megan had had enough, moved on with her own life, and shut the door on Zinna. Maybe she was out on the town tonight herself. Maybe right now, at this very moment, she was in another woman’s arms. That thought sent such a pain through her heart that she was certain she’d die.
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