Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 60

"If it wasn't for your grandpa, you wouldn't have to deal with this crap."

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Christine rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. If I hadn't grabbed her arm, she'd have stormed back to argue some more.

Out of nowhere, it had started raining, the autumn wind chilling to the bone, making you want to hunker down.

Once we got into the car, Christine burst out, "Why did you pull me back? Did you not hear what she said? Damn, what a load of bullshit. She must've been hiding when brains were handed out!"

"I heard."

I sighed, starting the car and slowly merging onto the road, "Bryant is fickle. I just wanted to get out of there before he changes his mind."

Arguing with Margaret is pointless.

"Aren't you pissed?" she asked.

"I'm fine."

It wasn't so much about not being angry as much as being used to it.

At this hour, RiverCity's nightlife was just kicking off. The streets were bustling and particularly congested.

Suddenly, Christine flashed a grin, leaning in and winking at me, "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"What feels good?"

"Seeing her car smashed up like that, feels good, right?"

I thought about it, unable to deny the dark thoughts in my heart, "Yeah, it does."

Margaret's identical car parked next to mine had been an eyesore.

It wasn't just about the car. It felt like she was showing off her place in Bryant’s heart.

Seeing that wreck parked outside the police station, I was worried about Christine and couldn't enjoy the moment.

But now, thinking back, it felt like a massive weight had been lifted off my chest.

"That's all I needed to hear."

Christine looked thoroughly pleased with herself.

I couldn't help but laugh. "But you can't handle it like this again."

"Okay, got it."

"Don't brush me off."

"I'm not. You know I always listen to you."