Not Finding Her Mr. Right.

With a few more hours spent comforting Bethany and promising her that Her scumbag husband, Jason, was going to get what he deserved, Amara returned home. However, the moment she opened the door and walked in, she was surprised to see Melanie on the couch, sucking face with some unknown guy. “Oh God,” She quickly covered her eyes and turned away, thankfully, gaining the attention of the two on the couch. “Mara, you’re back? What happened to golfing?” Melanie asked as she shoved her partner away, much to his displeasure. “I uh… Finished early and…did I…interrupt something? I can leave if I-“ “No, not at all,” Melanie shoved the man once again, this time around it was off the chair and onto his foot. “We were just about wrapping up.” She turned to her partner and shooed him off. “You can leave.” The guy looked reluctantly. “But Mel,” He tried protesting. “I said you can leave, can’t you see my friend is here. Now, leave.” Hearing the sharpness in her tone, the man knew better than to stay