Page 71 of Fly Back to Me
Or guardian angel.
They say,if it’s meant to be, it will be, and Olivia and I justare. We’re two lost souls that found the same home. I can’t speak for Olivia just yet, but I know that I need her. I need her warmth. I need her smile. And I want all her “fuck yous.”
As much as I want to stand here and bury myself in thoughts of her, I reach for my phone on the granite to dial the necessary number.
I promised her a clean slate.
“Hi, is Jenna Campbell available? It’s her boyfriend, Cade Owens.”
My palm snuggles the phone to my ear, while the other is planted on a kitchen cabinet.
“Let me check,” the receptionist replies through the speaker.
“Thanks.”
Ever since I found the note, I’ve opted to sleep on the couch whenever Jenna was home instead of working. I haven’t made her aware of my proof, but that’s because I was waiting for today.
As part of her usual routine, she told me she was heading into work early this evening, to which I didn’t say squat. I figure if she had the nerve to fuck me over for the last several months,the least I could do is load my defense with more ammunition. Catch her heart off guard the way she did mine.
I refuse to be lied to.
Even more so, I refuse to be made a fool of.
For so long, I wanted to hold on to the shred of faith that remained. But now? Now I just don’t give a shit. That’s truly the beauty of pain. It cripples you with this numbness, and the only sensation your heart feels is the pins and needles of useless emotions. Wasted feelings. Tarnished memories.
As much as the pain is torture, it’s also liberating. And today, I’m unlocking the chain that attaches my heart to Jenna’s.
The thing is, I know I’m going to be her safety net when her affair crumbles. Once she realizes this guy wants nothing more than her body, he’ll move on to the next woman, and Jenna will pry her way back into my life. I know her too well to doubt the outcome of all of this.
Fuck that.
“I’m sorry, but Jenna is not set to come in until seven o’clock tonight.”
“She told me she was coming in early today.Wednesday. Are you positive?” I plead.
Hit me with it.
Come on.
A rage crawls up my spine, threatening to tear every unfastened object off the counters and shelves. My palm balls into a fist against the wooden cabinet, wanting nothing more than to shatter every plate, every glass, and every picture frame in this house. Just so I can leave it wrecked until it’s unrecognizable.
Like our relationship.
“I just double checked with the head nurse on staff. She’s been scheduled for seven o’clock tonight.”
“Thanks for your time.”
I instantly hang up, dropping my phone on the granite countertop. My fists slam into the cabinet door, eyes bolting shut as I breathe through a battered chest.
Jenna doesn’t get to win anymore. She’s committed the ultimate betrayal, and this is the nail in our coffin.
It’s done.
We’re done.
So fucking done.
Chapter 26
