Page 18 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

“Sure can.”

As we piled my shoes into a new bin, I reflected on my world. It was changing so fast. I could feel it in the wind whenever I stepped outside for a bit of fresh air. Checotah had always been a home to me and I would always be fond of the way the flowers bloomed and faded with the seasons. I loved the land and how it felt comforting beneath my feet. I loved the warmth of the sun.

I focused on that, honing in on my inner source of strength.

I took a breath. “Gabe and I have been through so much.”

“You'll have new things to look forward to. You'll make new memories.”

“Yes,” I whispered. “But these will be painful for a while.”

I held up a tattered tennis shoe.

“One of my co-workers always told me that time heals all wounds,” she assured. “And I think, in this case, that will be true.”

“I hope it works quickly.”

“Give it a few weeks. See how you feel.”

“At least Gabe won't be around for it.”

She nodded. “Is he leaving after the wedding?”

“I'm not sure, but he will eventually leave.”

“You have that to look forward to.”

“I do.”

I silently gathered a few more items and then grabbed the lid for the bin. I fixed the lid on top of the bin and patted it gently, standing upright.

“Alright, just a few more boxes to go,” I stated calmly. “Let's tackle the furniture whenever the guys get here.”

“What furniture are you taking?”

“Well, he said I could have the lounge and the coffee table.”

“That was generous of him.”

“Ididpick them out, so yes. That was kind of him.”

She laughed. “At least you'll already have a bed at my house.”

“Good thing, too. I don't think I would want to take that mattress with me.”

She patted my shoulder. “Remember—time.”

“Right. I'll keep focusing on that.”

I nodded and went back to gathering bins and boxes, piling them in the living room. Soon, the doorbell rang and there were three men wandering around, grabbing boxes and hoisting them like they were nothing. Watching them work had me thinking that I almost regretted telling Levon to leave.

Almost—but not quite.

CHAPTER5

Levon

“Good to see you, bud!”

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