Then again, why the hell should I care about the man who broke my heart? I told myself, slamming the phone on the table. After all, Ace was not a child that I should worry about. He was old enough to look for himself - he was old enough to have an affair and demand a divorce.
His issue with Angela is none of my business. I don't care if they had a fight.
I turned away from the phone, deciding to have a refreshing bath. I've been stressed out since morning. Perhaps, a soak in warm water will help ease some of my stress.
I walked to the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water, placing the wine and cake carefully at the side of the tub so I could enjoy them while soaking.
Once the tub was almost full with warm water, I turned off the faucet and poured moisturizing milk with honey into the tub to soothe my tired skin. As an added luxury, I sprinkled red rose petals on top of the bath water.
