Silence Reveals Hidden Answers’ by Michael Anderson novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Jennifer Marie.

One week later,

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I haven’t seen him in a week, and I do not care to. I was so ready to bring him into my world, but life decided to give me a brutal lesson on that.

For the first three days. I didn’t come out of bed. It felt like a bad breakup all over again, like that time in high school, but this one felt more real. More devastating. Because I know Harvey. I’ve kissed him. I’ve slept in his arms. We did so much in such a short time. I was really getting to know him, and I hated everyone who judged him. Now I see why they did.

It’s not just him. My brother is no better…a thief. And then there… Jenna.

The girl I met at the park. It took me a whole week to process that Jenna might just be an insane b***h.

That guy at the park was taking pictures of me, and she’s the one who sent him. Harvey didn’t fight that guy like I’ve seen him fight others. It was like he already knew who sent him and why. That’s not all. I met her while I was hiding from that clown, and she acted like we were strangers. She asked about my boyfriend, but she already knew. She knew all about me.

Then the other things. The last time in my office, her asking if I knew if my boyfriend had an ex. It was so direct. She meant for it to hit home.

And the more I think about it… was it really Nisha who left her panties there? Baxter must have lied. Nisha’s an idiot, but not that kind of idiot around Harvey. She’s terrified of him. It had to have been Jenna.

Every time I try to work, I think about it again. I can just see her sitting there, asking me those questions while I stared at the flowers Harvey got me. My heart is bleeding, but I’m pretending like it doesn’t hurt. I’m drowning myself in coffee over and over until it doesn’t even make sense anymore. I haven’t shut my eyes properly in two days. I slept in the office last night and only went home to change into these simple clothes. I just want to bury myself in work.

As I come back to my desk to sip my coffee, I look over and all the empty cups are staring back at me. I go to the machine and see that we’re out.

“Jennifer, are you alright?” Alexa asks, but I just nod and head our of De Clair to get more from the café down the street.

My hair is a mess all over my face. I’m wearing a white tank top and a casual yellow sweater with jeans. I don’t remember the last time I ate, but it doesn’t even matter. I wait in line, order two large black iced coffees, and turn to cross back.

I’m about to step into the crosswalk when a car pulls up right in front of me. It’s Reign.

I look at his face and now I understand where Harvey got that wound on his shoulder. Seems Harvey messed him up pretty good, because he still has dark bruises around his eyes, his jaw, and his mouth.

“Hi” he says.

I don’t say anything back. He looks at the coffees in my hands.

“I came here to get my-”

I just start walking away, and I do it so quickly I don’t see the morcycle coming toward me until Reign yanks me back by the arm. Both coffees fly out of my hands and splatter all over the concrete. I stare at the dark liquid spreading on the ground just as the guy on the motorcycle shouts, swerving around us.

He hasn’t even gotten far when a familiar car suddenly pulls in front of him, cutting him bit and making him tumble off his

bike in a violent skid.

The car door flies open and Harvey steps out.

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He looks directly at me, and that’s when I know. It’s not like he hasn’t been around this week. He’s been around me. Just watching from somewhere. But now that his enemy or frenemy whatever he and Reign are-is here, he decides to step out

of the shadows.

“Reign?” I hear a feminine voice call out.

I look behind me. It’s Jenna..

Oh. It seems like it’s all of us.

I’m still staring at Jenna while she’s staring back at me. The hurt that stabs my chest makes me wonder all over again why Harvey didn’t just tell me it was her. It plays back….the time I asked if she was his first, and he said yes. Why did the question seem to choke him, as if she’s some kind of ghost he can’t forget

Harvey pulls at my hand, and it breaks the sickening contact.

“Let’s talk.” he whispers.

“Hi, Jennifer,” Jenna says like poison.

I look back at her and a numb settles over the hurt. “You were right. I should have asked him about his ex.”

She comes closer when I speak and her heels clicks. “Don’t talk to her,” Harvey tells me, his voice a soft command that would have melted me a week ago. Now, it just feels like another layer of the trap.

I don’t care if he just punished that motorcycle guy for almost hitting me. It doesn’t change anything. He’s dangerous, just like Baxter said. The kind of man who can have someone’s life’s work burned to the ground on a whim. That’s not the kind of man I want.

I decide to walk past him.

“Jennifer.” He says my name, and it brushes against my cheek. He’s suddenly right in front of me, so close I’m looking at his chest, at anything but his face.

“Tinka said you haven’t been eating. That’s too much coffee.”

“Get out of my way.” I finally look up, meeting his eyes. I realize my coffee is now a stain on the Manhattan sidewalk, and I have to get more. I turn in the midst of them… Harvey, Reign, Jenna, this awful triangle of my past and present and begin walking away.

That’s when I hear Jenna speak to Harvey.

“Can we talk?”

“Get the fuck out of my life! I don’t want to see you, hear you… how many times do I have to say it?!” Harvey yells, his voice raw with a fury that echoes down the street.

I don’t even act like I heard it. I go back inside the café and order another cup. When I come out, I keep my eyes fixed straight ahead, refusing to look at the scene I left behind. I can’t tell if Harvey is still there, if he’s arguing with Jenna, if he’s gone. I just can’t.

Back in my office, I sink into my chair and press the heels of my hands against my eyes, trying to push it all back

Only to take them away and see Harvey standing right in front my desk.

“I… I brought you food.” He sets a paper bag down gently. “I did come here to make you listen. I just want you to eat. Don’t starve yourself because you’re upset with me”

“Starve myself?” My voice is a raspy whisper. It sounds like that cause I haven’t been eating or sleeping properly. I feel

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