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I am raging mad, and a plan starts hatching in my head. I rush to my bedroom and throw a small duffel bag together. It’ll be a short trip, so I don’t need much.
Then, I change out of my sweats and into a pair of jeans, throw my heavy boots on and a simple sweatshirt, grab my coat, and off I go.
When I get downstairs, Burt is on duty at his desk.
“Can you find me a ride to the airport?”
“Of course, sir.”
While he works on that, I get on my phone and look up flights to New York. I am shocked how much last minute tickets cost. That’s just to show me how sheltered I’ve been while my father was taking care of everything for me, teaching me to be frugal.
I finally find one that leaves in two hours. I check the time, calculating in my head if I have time to make it to the airport.
“The car is here, sir,” Burt informs me, always extremely polite. “Have a wonderful trip, wherever you’re going.”
I nod in thanks and rush outside. The ride to the airport gives me too much time to think. I’d prefer my mind to be numb right now.
A plan forms in my head the closer we get. I smile to myself as I picture their faces when I destroy them all.
Chapter 30
Abby
“I love your girlfriend.”
I’ve been watching my brother and Mallory for the last couple of days, jealous of their obvious connection. She looks at him like he hung the moon, and he looks at her like there are no other women in the world.
It makes me wonder if Xander ever looked at me that way. I don’t know if we were able to connect to that level in the six weeks we were together, not long enough. Then again, my brother and his girlfriend have been together for only two months. The honeymoon phase is still activated.
“Mallory is amazing,” he agrees, a goofy smile taking over his face.
“Are you happy?” I further prod.
He bobs his head up and down. “She makes me happy.”
I try to smile, but I don’t know if it shows. I am jealous. I want his life. I want to be like this with Xander. The fact that he hasn’t tried to contact me since I left tells me everything I needto know though. He forgot about me from the second I was out of his sight. No remorse.
“I hate to ask you this, Abby,” my brother starts, putting me on the defensive. Nothing good ever comes out when someone starts a conversation with that. “But how are you going to support yourself now that you left home?”
I pull my shoulders back, trying my best to look and sound as confident as I was always taught to be.
“I have a master’s degree in sports management. From an Ivy league school.” I don’t know why that last part was important to add.
Bran smirks at me. “Congrats, little sis. Does that mean you also have a job to show for it?”
That gets my hackles to rise.
“I can get a job just like that.”
My hands are shaking when I snap my fingers at him. I don’t feel confident at all. The fact of the matter is that I can’t get a job that easily, and I’m not even sure I am able to do what I am bragging to my brother about.
“And I still have some money left from the trust fund grandpa left me.”
I think about the money I need to transfer to Wesley’s account. The attorney sent me some legal documents to look over and sign along with some recommendations. Overall, though, it all looks good from his standing point.
“Not much left, but… I’ll make it work.” Hopefully, he and his girlfriend won’t throw me out anytime soon.
Bran watches me carefully, then picks up his phone and types a message to someone, leaving me to just stare at him in silence.
