Page 138 of Crazy In Love
And I was the one who’d made it happen.
My heart still ached whenever I thought of Bridger.
He texted me the same thing every single morning. It was the first thing I saw when I woke up.
Don’t give up on me. I’m working on it.
I didn’t know what it meant, and I had yet to respond.
It wasn’t my job to fix Bridger Chadwick.
I loved him exactly how he was. For who he was. I hadn’t tried to change him or ask him to be anything he wasn’t. I loved him unconditionally.
It was real and it was raw.
And if he couldn’t love me back, then that was up to him to figure out.
Henley, Lulu, and Eloise knew everything that had happened, and they’d rallied around me.
I’d made an effort to avoid him. If he wanted to see me and try to fix the fucked-up mistake he’d made, he knew where to find me.
It didn’t help that my heart ached in a way I’d never experienced. So for now, I was just surviving. I went to work, and I came home right after.
I wasn’t in the mood to socialize or pretend that I was okay.
But today, I was changing up my routine and meeting my parents at their office to discuss the Vintage Rose.
We’d barely spoken since the night we had dinner at their home.
The night Bridger had called out my mother for the way she’d treated me.
I’d had time to process everything, and I was ready to have a difficult conversation.
“Hey, Emilia, nice to see you,” Caroline said. She’d run the office at theRosewood River Reviewsince I was a kid.
“Hi, Caroline. It’s great to see you as well.”
“I know you have a meeting with your parents,” she said. “They should be finishing things up very soon.”
We made small talk for the next few minutes, and then the door to my father’s office opened, and both of my parents walked out. My eyes nearly bulged out of my head when I saw who was beside them.
Cami. Freaking. Rogers.
My ex-friend. My high school bully.
My parents knew how much she’d hurt me back in the day.
Why would they be meeting with her?
“Hey, Emilia. Long time, no see,” she said. “Wow. You look great.”
“Hey.” It was all I could manage.
“Loved seeing you all again,” she said as she waved at my parents.
Again?
What the actual hell.
