Wanted by Her Lost Love

You’ve sent pitying glances Ryan’s way. You’vejudged me and found me not good enough. To hellwith all of you.”Then she turned back to Jarrod, her voice comingout in a low hiss. “You son of a bitch. You stay awayfrom me and my child. I’ll see you in hell before I everlet you near me again.”Ryan started to rise, but she shoved him back intohis seat. “By all means, you stay. You wouldn’t wantto disappoint your family and friends.”Before he could react, she stalked away.She bypassed the doorway leading to thebathrooms and kept on walking. She burst into thecold, shivering because she hadn’t bothered tocollect her coat. She embraced the chill, welcomedthe cold slap in the face.Her head had ached all afternoon, but afterspending the past hour with her teeth gritted and herjaw tight, the headache had exploded into viciouspain.She walked a block before the cold penetratedthe thin layers of her dress. She stopped and wavedat a passing cab but it didn’t stop. It took two moreattempts before she managed to get one to pull over