Page 94 of Happily Never After


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“Oh.” Her voice was tense as she said in a clipped tone, “Wow. Fine. We will pass, then, Mr. Parks. Goodbye.”

“Soph,” I started, but she was done.

The call was over.

“Fuck!” I said to no one, standing and dumping my dinner into the trash can before literally throwing the plate into the sink like it was burning my hand. “Fuckingfuck.”

I couldn’t even think, for God’s sake, as my heart pounded in my chest.

This was fucking madness.

I wasn’t hungry anymore and I needed todosomething, anything, so I shoved my feet into my runners, loaded up my playlist, and cranked the motherfucking music as loud as I could stand it.

But as I started running down Tenth Street, the evening air still hot and humid, I realized that even exercise wasn’t helping.

At all.

Because Lil was engaged.

I wouldn’t have imagined that it’d feel this... hell, thiscrushing.I hadn’t been lying when I told Sophie that I almost never thought about her anymore.

It was true, I didn’t.

Yet here I was, nearly hyperventilating at the thought of Lili getting married.

What the hell is wrong with me?

And not only was she was getting married, but her fiancé was trying to get out of it.

How did that even make sense?

I mean, it didn’t tome, but that was probably because I’d wanted to spend forever with her so fucking badly that I would’ve done anything to make it happen.

Hell, I’d triedeverything.

But in the end, she’d looked at me through tears and told me that she just didn’t love me anymore.

She hadn’t cheated, and I hadn’t done anything wrong, but she didn’t feel about me the way she was supposed to feel about her fiancé. She just couldn’t imagine spending her entire life with me.

I hadn’t seen or talked to her in over two years, yet I didn’t believe for a second that she was having an affair. It wasn’t something she would ever do—she just wouldn’t, regardless of whatever was going on in her life.

But that didn’t change the fact that the guy she planned to marry was trying to publicly destroy her.

And wanted my help in doing it.

I might not be in love with her anymore, but there was no fucking way I was going to play a part in destroying her wedding.

I just couldn’t.

The biggest question, I thought as I turned onto Ninth Street and cranked my music even louder, was whether or not I was going to reach out to her and warn her. I didn’t want to get involvedand knew it was a terrible idea, but I also couldn’t stand by and let her get blindsided, could I?

I knew I’d pissed Sophie off, and I also knew she wouldn’t understand if I warned Lili without talking to her first. So I needed to apologize to Soph, mostly because the thought of her being upset because of me made my heart hurt, and then hopefully I’d be able to convince her about the warning.

If not, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.

forty-one

Sophie

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