Piecing Together Sydney (A Sydney West Novel Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Amelia was fast asleep and I didn’t want to wake her up with my asinine problems. I drank to the bottom of my bottle of whiskey and went to bed drunk and pissed. At least Jack could never cheat on me. *** I woke up to Amelia sitting by me braiding my hair. I rubbed my eyes and gave her a grim smile. “What’s wrong, Syd?” Her happiness hit the floor and shattered. I knew I looked like a drunken mess with blood shot eyes and I probably also looked puffy from crying. “Where’s Hunter? I don’t want him to hear—” She brushed away a tear that escaped my hold. “He went for a jog.” I nodded. “Last night I saw Jason and that old friend…was Lizzie…” “Hold on. What happened?” Amelia moved to lay next to me and placed a pillow on her stomach. I got out of the bed and paced in front of her, going back and forth.
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