MIMI

A wine in my hand and a cigarette at the other. This day can't get any worse. Corrie, that slut was screwing Rendolf, my husband could probably still be in love with his ex wife and I rudely bumped into Mr Nash. I could have risked everything, had he not pardoned me.

I couldn't sleep, it was 11pm as I stared at my phone on the living room table. I chugged down the remaining remant of the wine. I picked up my phone and dailed Corrie's number, immediately she picked.

"Hello Mrs Remington." Her voice feigned saccharine, my mouth was bitter as I looked around to see if anyone...