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Virginia gasps, but I ignore her and turn out of the room and grab my phone from my pocket and decide fuck it and call my girl.
“Let her give me an earful for not communicating, I miss her voice,” I mutter as I place the phone to my ear, but I tense as my stomach drops.
“This number is no longer active…”
The automatic woman’s voice sounding out fucking loud, and I slowly move my phone from my ear, a gut feeling filling me.
“Stone,” Doc says as he walks into the mouth of the hallway, but I put my hand up and state, “It isn’t me you’ve got to apologize to. You know Ash wouldn’t have called unless it was important.”
I’m not willing to sugarcoat it or placate him. He knows he fucked up big time, and I need to get to my fucking wife and ask why the fuck she changed her number or more importantly, to ensure she’s still in the state.
My gut is churning, something isn’t right.
“I know, I didn’t think, I just, I felt guilty,” he admits, and I look at him and reply, “We all do, but maybe that’s because she’s just as much family as he is and because her cheating is a far-fetched story. Especially considering she gave up everything for him and that he has no proof and used the first thing he could to fuck someone else instead of confronting her. He thinks he missed out after meeting her when they were kids, but it’s going to bite him in the ass. She won’t stay with him when she finds out he’s been fucking Virginia for a whole year, choosing to go to her instead of going home after a run to see his own kid.”
Doc winces but nods, knowing I’m right, and I squeeze my phone in my fist and admit, “Rose’s phone has beendisconnected, and I haven’t heard from her since I left for the run.”
Doc frowns, “Come to think of it, I haven’t seen her at work…”
Fuck.
We lock eyes before we both move in sync, and the need to get to my girl pulls, the gut feeling in my stomach tightening.
Twenty minutes later, Doc and I pull up outside Rose’s apartment building, and I settle a little seeing her car as I climb off my bike. Without a word between us, we walk to the door but as I get my keys out, keys Rose gave me after three months together Doc raises a brow.
“She gave you a key, or you stole a key?” Doc asks with amusement as I unlock the door, and I roll my eyes and admit, “She gave me a key, brother,” and he hums in approval as we enter the building.
We climb three flights of stairs before I let myself inside her apartment and call “Red?” but I halt when Kimberly answers with anger, “She’s not here,” and I look up to see the nearly sixteen-year-old standing just near the couch, glaring at me with her arms crossed.
“What do you mean she’s not here?” Doc asks, picking up the tension, “She hasn’t been at work, and her car is outside.”
She ignores him and nods to Rose’s bedroom and states, “My sister left you something on her bed.”
Our eyes stay locked for a few moments, hers full of hate and disappointment, and I know she knows about Elsie. I know she knows I’m a brother, the fact that she wasn’t shocked when I walked into the apartment wearing my cut proof of that.
I know my wife has left me.
My stomach knots up, and without a word, I turn down the hallway and go to my wife’s room. Nothing is out of place, all her little things, like jewelry and perfume, are on her vanity, along with pictures of her, me, and her family. But what is different isthat all of my belongings are sitting on her bed, with a piece of paper lying on top.
My heart pounds as I walk towards the bed and very fucking slowly, hoping Rose will jump out of her en-suite and shout boo, I pick the paper up carefully and read:
I fell madly in love with you after you ingrained yourself in my life. Making me think I was your forever, that you loved me too, but it was all a lie.
Your life, your job, your family, everything was a lie. I know about your wife, I know about your club, and now, I’m broken because of you and your lies. You made me the other woman.
If you have any decency left inside you, don’t contact me again and don’t contact my sister because you and I, we’re done.
We were done before we even started because you are a lying cheating piece of shit and I never want to see you again.
Good bye, Cage.
My nostrils flare realizing just how much I have fucked up not telling her everything from the get-go as Kimberly whispers, “She loved you so much she turned down an opportunity of a lifetime, she gave up the chance to work with the best and begin her path to be a Cardiology nurse, to work with kids like me onlyfor her to find out you have a wife, that you made her the other woman.”
My breathing picks up, and I admit, “I love your sister, Kimmy, I love her with every fucking thing in me.”
“So what, you thought you could have your cake and eat it too?” she scoffs, and I turn to her, seeing Doc standing right behind her.
“I divorced Elsie, Kimmy, a week after knowing your sister. I divorced her, and there are things you don’t know, things your sister doesn’t know about my past,” I say, “Please, where is she?”
