She lay there, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
She immediately shot up at the sound of a car.
Looking through her window, she saw Sharon Ainsworth walk in through the main gate, cheerful and humming a song, looking very happy.
An image flashed through her mind unbidden: Quentin Grant and Sharon Ainsworth together.
Nora Ainsworth's expression fell. This uncontrollable emotion was a deep wound to her heart, the pain so intense it felt foreign, almost unbearable.
Nora Ainsworth turned and lay back down.
BEEP BEEP. The sound made her jump.
She gripped her phone tightly. After her heart settled a bit, she finally unlocked it.
The text message on the screen stirred up an indescribable mix of emotions.
The few terse words on the screen read: "Nothing happened with her."
'Why is he explaining this to me?' Nora Ainsworth scoffed, looking at the far-from-reassuring words. 'Must be a guilty conscience.'
After that, she put her phone on the table and slept peacefully.
