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I say goodbye as quickly as I can and walk home. All I do is think for the next day and the day after that. I'm scared I’ve fucked everything up and hurt one of the nicest people I’ve ever met. I want to see her, but until I get my head sorted out, I can't. It's not fair on her. I need to make some decisions.
Chapter Twenty-one
Sophie
“So good to see you back at work, babe, fuckin’ missed you,” Jack says as he brings me in for a hug.
It’s good to be back, kind of. I'm still shaken up by what happened and seeing Jack reminds me of Dec.
“How you doing, sweetheart?”
I break away from him. “Good, I'm good now, raring to go.”
He looks at me for a moment. “Yeah? That’s good.”
I don't want to ask about him, but I need to know how he is. He’s not an arsehole - he’s just screwed the hell up. “How is he?”
Jack gives me a sympathetic look. “Are you sure you want to know?”
I nod. Sadly, I do.
“He’s fine, of a sort. All of us have tried talking to him. We know he’s being a dickhead, letting you go, but whether he listens...you know what he’s like.”
I give a bitter laugh. “Yeah, I do.”
“I hate to say this, sweetheart, because I would have loved you for a sister-in-law, but I think you should try to move on, forget about him. You don't deserve this.”
I shrug as though it's not a big deal, but my voice is shaky. “Oh, I know, I will...I was just wondering how he was.”
Jack stares at me, he doesn't say anything. He can see right through me.
It’s too much. I burst into tears. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry.”
“Come here.” He pulls me into a hug, there are people around us in the cafeteria, but I'm past caring. God, I miss him, I miss his arms, his strength, his cheeky smile when he’s making fun of me, his lips, his mouth, his...other areas.
My legs give way as I sob my heart out and Jack guides me over to a bench. I don't know how long I cry like that. Total wuss. It's not pretty, and by the time I’ve finished, Jack’s t-shirt is wet through.
