Chapter 165

He slammed back another shot of whiskey and dropped to the sofa, lying on his back and covering his eyes with his arm. He needed to calm the hell down before he spoke to her. He needed a good night’s sleep. He needed to get his head on straight and then he could sit down with her and lay it all out on the line. He had to make her understand what she meant to him. Becky hadn’t slept. She’d packed up her room, cried into her pillow, and then gave herself a stern talking to. She was doing the right thing, even if it felt like she was ripping her own heart out. Abby would get over her and in a couple of months she probably wouldn’t even remember Becky. Barry wouldn’t even miss her, not with Heather back in his life and his bed. She had to do this for herself, she needed to put herself first for a change. As the first rays of sun lit the room, she dried her tears, showered and dressed, and sat down at the small desk to write her resignation letter. She managed to keep the tears at bay and t