Chapter Thirty eight

Jemima's POV

I took a huge gulp of whisky and closed my eyes enjoying the burning sensation down my throat.I curled my hands into fists and took a deep breath.Drake broke up with her.I tried to say to myself but the heaviness in my chest wouldn't go away.Drake wouldn't lie to me. I yelled at my subconscious mind that she hid behind her favourite black leather sofa.He loves me.I whispered to my inner goddess who nodded in agreement. He chose me.I continued.He would never hurt me . He chose me.I continued.Then what's wrong?...My inner goddess asked.I am scared  he would go back to her. I am scared...