Chapter 6
My parents and the Morgans all turned to stare at me.
I felt like I was bleeding out.
I thought I’d finally gotten away from all this.
But right at the end, it blew up in my face anyway.
Mabel stood there, frozen. Then it hit her.
She broke down crying and started hitting Grayson.
“Have you lost your mind?! After everything we taught you-how could you be so reckless… I can’t believe you’re my son…”
Mom and Dad looked at me like they didn’t recognize me. “Sweetie… is this true? Were you two…?”
I couldn’t look up.
Then Grayson spoke.
“We broke up.”
I didn’t know how to react.
What was he doing?
Trying to make it sound respectable in front of everyone?
I used to dream of him admitting we were together. Never pictured it like this.
What a joke.
Brielle came at me. “He’s lying! It wasn’t like that! They were never actually together!”
“She threw herself at him! You want to cancel the wedding? Fine! I’ll tell everyone in this building what she really is!”
“If my life’s ruined, I’m taking you all down with me!”
I just stood there.
I could already hear the gossip. Feel the judgment.
But what did I actually do wrong?
I thought we were in a relationship.
Is loving someone a crime?
I closed my eyes. Voices blurred together around me.
Fine.
Chapter 6
I was leaving anyway.
Moving day was silent.
My parents were still upset.
The Morgans didn’t come say goodbye after everything.
Good. Made it easier.
I’d already decided to leave it all behind.
First night in the new place, right before bed, my phone buzzed.
Grayson.
[I’m sorry.]
I didn’t respond.
Still wasn’t ready to forgive him.
Once I started the new role, I threw everything into it. Built a team, mapped out strategies, worked nonstop.
Mom said I’d become a workaholic.
But I loved it.
Or maybe I just loved that hard work actually paid off now.
The older I got, the more I wanted things I could count on. Real effort, real results.
Those hazy romantic fantasies from when I was younger? Long gone.
Including Grayson.
I couldn’t even remember the last time he crossed my mind.
He’d become just another chapter I’d closed.
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