VANESSA’S POV
Sleeping on the clubhouse couch was the most humiliating thing I had ever experienced. The worst part wasn’t the uncomfortable cushions or the constant noise coming from people walking past me. The worst part was that everyone saw it. They saw Blade walk upstairs without me and they saw him close the bedroom door.
They saw me gather a blanket from the storage closet where I was nothing more than a guest who had overstayed her welcome.
Nobody said anything but they didn’t have to. The looks were enough.
By morning I had barely slept. Every sound had kept me awake and every time the bedroom door upstairs creaked. I found myself looking toward the staircase even though I already knew he wasn’t coming down for me.
He had made his choice. Publicly and the vote ended with h
