CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Astra couldn't believe herself as badly as she wanted to, she couldn't. She dropped her bag on the coffee coloured table and ordered an Americano espresso and a croissant with it. As the waitress took her leave after scribbling her order down, she began to wonder what honestly happened during the weekends, she knew she was completely out of it when she came to, the beautiful Versace still hung on her wall, adorned with all the sexiness that came with Versace and her purse still had wads of new notes. What was even funny was that Nicholas didn't call her or anything, if not for anything she would have said he had grown somewhat more mature. More like a man and less of a baby. He didn't call ,didn't check up on her and didn't bother her. 'or maybe you disgusted him so much he didn't see the need to' her mind was playing death tricks on her, playing on her insecurities and her broken up pieces of that night. Her coffee came right on time, she sipped it while it was hot as hell and it soo