Tears poured down her face and she began to sob her heart out. Her whole frame shook as she sank down on to the bed and buried her face in the pillow. Over and over, she cursed Xander’s stupidity and impatience, ruining something that could have been so special. But she could see no way out of it. She couldn’t be with a cheat. Eventually, when there were no more tears to cry, she fell asleep. She was awakened by the sound of insistent knocking on her door. Feeling disorientated, she crept to the door and cracked it open. It was Xander, who seemed very relieved to see her. ‘Thank goodness, I was starting to get worried. Your phone is diverting straight to voicemail. I didn’t know whether you’d switched it off because you really didn’t want me to call you or whether your battery had died. I figured that if it was the former, you’d most likely have told me to my face and if it was the latter and I did nothing, you might think I couldn’t be bothered.’ She smiled sleepily.
