Chapter 3
Chapter 3
I softened.
I wanted to talk things through with him properly.
But for three whole days, Garrett wouldn’t answer his phone or come home.
wallowing my hurt, I sent him a message.
I was wrong to blow up without talking first.)
But it’s also a fact that you said you were working late–then went to see a movie with her.]
Tonight’s our six–year anniversary. Ill be waiting at home.]
Let’s sit down and talk this out, okay?]
I waited from daylight until dark. He never came.
As the clock neared eleven, I made up my mind to go find him at the office.
On the way, I ran into the department head who’d been fired because of Tessa
Before I could say hi, he suddenly dragged me into a dark corner.
‘Screw it! I can’t touch the boss’s girl, but I can sure as hell touch you!”
Call after call to Garrett’s private line went unanswered. Scream after terrified scream for help.
If a passerby hadn’t come along and scared him off, i would’ve ended up with more than just a bruised and swollen face.
When my phone suddenly rang, I let out a short, panicked shriek–like a startled bird.
But when I saw the name on the screen, the composure I’d been forcing all night finally crumbled.
nearly sobbed with relief. “Garrett-”
Hello?”
Tessa’s sweet, coy voice came through instead.
Garrett’s in the shower
I saw you called a bunch of times.”
Who is this? Can I help you with something?”
My throat felt like someone had shoved hot coals down u
The flesh there seared, melted, fused together.
hurt sp much I wanted to carve out my own voral corys willia kuite
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Chapter 3
Finally, Garrett called me back.
His tone was as condescending as ever. “Figured out you were wrong yet?”
understood instantly. He’d done it on purpose.
All those calls that went unanswered on our anniversary.
hey were his punishment for me “not trusting him enough.”
ears streamed down my swollen face.
ike pouring acid on an open wound.
When I spoke, my voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.
Garrett, let’s break up.”
here was only a second of silence on the other end.
hen Garrett laughed coldly. “Fine. Don’t come crying back.”
le hung up without a second thought.
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