Page 127 of Eternally Yours
“Hey, you don’t know that, okay? Yeah, this is a setback in your relationship, but it doesn’t mean it’s over. She hasn’t said so, has she?” he asks. I shake my buried head from side to side in response. He nods. “See, that’s a good thing. It means she hasn’t thought about it. I think she just needs time and space. Cecilia is smart, and she loves you like crazy. She’ll come to her senses and come back. I’m sure of it.”
I hope he’s right, even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.
Heavy footsteps approach us, and I look up when a deep sigh is exhaled by the person. “Give me the shirt, Silas,” Clay says with an outstretched hand.
“Fuck off, Burkley! Leave him the damn shirt. She can buy another one,” Greyson growls at Clay.
“Fine. Whatever. Keep it, we’re done here.”
He turns to leave, but Greyson stops him with a shout. “How can you be so fucking heartless!? He’s your best fucking friend, and you act like he’s just some stranger having a meltdown.”
“I’m not the one who fucked up! He is! I fucking told him he was being an idiot that night, but he didn’t listen, and now he’s paying the price. That’s not my problem.”
“Last I checked, you were fucking around on your wife too when you first gottogether. So what? You get a free pass, but he doesn’t?” Greyson spits at him with venom.
“The difference is I didn’t wait until I was married to get my free pass! And I sure as fuck didn’t knock her up!” Clay turns on his heels and marches out of the room.
“He’s right...” I say quietly, leaning my head back against the drawers with closed eyes as I sniffle.
“No. Fuck him, Hayes. You made a drunken mistake. This will all sort itself out. It’s not the end. I know you can’t see that right now, but I’m telling you it’s not. You just need to keep fighting for what you want. Okay?”
I open my eyes and find him staring at me in earnest. He truly believes every word he says, and I have to believe it, too.
If I want my wife back, I need to believe this isn’t the end.
Chapter thirty-six
Cecilia
Sniff, sniff, sniff.
~ Three Weeks Later / Mid-April ~
It’s been six weeks since I left my home, six weeks without seeing Milo.Six weeks without my husband.
I wish I could say I’m doing better, but I’m not. I may not have had another meltdown since the car incident, but I’m still a mess. I try to put on a brave face around people, but it exhausts me more than anything.
I’ve been forcing myself to be more productive since I’m not working anymore and haven’t thought about what I’d like to do next. So I spend most of my days cleaning the house, which their housekeeper isn’t too happy about, claims I do it wrong.
I also make most of the meals for Morgan and Clay so that when they get home, everything is set. I also force myself to leave the house at least three times a week, where I go visit Emma and Aubrey.
Silas still texts and calls every day, not being persistent and begging, but simply telling me he misses me and loves me. Giving me little updates on him and Milo.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t look forward to his messages. I miss him so much, but I still don’t know if I can deal with his whole situation.
I also started looking for a place to rent. I’m grateful to Morgan and Clay for letting me stay with them, but I’m not their burden to take care of, and I know they miss their alone time. When Morgan found me looking at rentals on my laptop, she immediately shut that idea down and called Clay.
They don’t want me to leave, but they understand we all need our own space. So Clay is having the pool house remodeled and turning it into a one-bedroom apartment for me. I offered rent, but he just glowered at me until I tookback my offer.
The Griffins made it to the playoffs as a wild card team, so today they’re celebrating at the Burkley’s house. I wasn’t too fond of the idea, but apparently Silas hasn’t been letting anyone in the house, and the only other option was Clay and Morgan’s home.
Even though Silas and Clay still aren’t talking, I know Silas will be here today. I’m sure he would rather be anywhere else, but as team captain he has to show leadership.
Normally, I would have left the house, found something to do while they have their fun, and then maybe snuck in later or spent the night elsewhere. But it turns out everyone is busy today.
Morgan is working with a client. Emma is having dinner with her boyfriend Tommy at her parent’s house, and Aubrey is having a study session with some classmates. So that leaves me stuck here because I’m not really in the mood to wander the streets by myself.
Clay tried to back out of the party when he found out I had nowhere to go, but I told him it was fine. That I’d just stay in my room and watch movies or read.
