Page 110 of All I Need

I drop the watch onto the bath mat below my feet and shake my head.

How can Michael’s watch be here? This makes no sense.

I spin around when I hear voices.

“I think I left it in the bathroom. I really can’t thank you enough for letting me stay here with you while we sort things out.”

I know that voice.

Michael and Miss Polly come into view.

“Ellie? Oh my goodness, are you okay? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

“It appears I have,” I say in a whisper, not taking my eyes off Michael’s equally shocked face.

“Elle.” I haven’t heard his voice or seen his face since I told him the wedding was off. That I couldn’t trust him with my heart if he couldn’t keep it in his pants.

Finding my voice, I speak the only question on my mind. “What…” I swallow hard before I can talk again, “What are you doing here?”

“You know Mick?” Miss Polly asks.

Mick.

Of course he’s Mick.

Fuck. My. Life.

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