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But what if he’s just that good. Better than I ever imagined.
“Is everything okay?” My assistant’s voice seems so far away. And I can’t breathe.
“I think some water would be good,” Dex tells her. “It’s nothing personal, Ava. It’s business.”
“Why are you telling me all this?” I choke on my words.
“Because we have no need for you anymore. It’s done. Monroe belongs to Coldwell. You’ve done your part here with Robert and Warner. Damon doesn’t need you, he’s got what he wanted.” Tucking in the chair across from me, he looks straight up at me, leveling me with his narrowed gaze. “I didn’t think you’d be so easy. Maybe Damon was right…sometimes when you want something done, you need to do it yourself. And I have to hand it to him. He did you well.”
I’m back in the crowded elevator, watching two men laugh and joke—about me.
I can hear Damon’s quip as clear as day: Sometimes if you want a job done, you have to do it yourself.
“You are a very good editor, but I don’t know if you’re a right fit here. Let’s be honest, do you really think you can work with us after this?”
God, what is happening right now? The air is so hot and thick, but my insides are so cold. Every moment, touch, conversation from the second I met Damon at the bar sucker punches me all at once. I don’t know what to believe or trust. My crumbling heart keeps telling me Damon loves me, but my head is spinning with the facts of Damon’s treachery and all his lies. Of how and why he brought me here.
“Miss Monroe?” My assistant places a bottle of water and a glass in front of me.
“Thank you.” It’s all I can manage.
“It’s almost time to leave for your 4:00 p.m.” She smiles at me, concern etching the lines of her face. “Also, I have Dr. Cruz for you on the phone.”
“Please clear my schedule.”
“Yes, miss.” She nods. “And the doctor?”
“I’ll call her back.”
Dex steps back, looking apologetic, his hand holding his chest like his heart is truly bleeding for me. When he leaves under Bianca’s dark, watchful glare, she comes over.
Fanning me with a wad of papers from my desk, her hand grips mine while she grumbles something about men being snakes.
“You talk to the doctor, and I’ll sort the rest.” Her tender eyes look me over as she hands me my phone.
When she leaves, I put it to my ear in a haze of disbelief and sorrow. And it has nothing to do with the company and everything to do with the man I let take over my heart.
Is it really true?
It all makes sense. It all fits so well with everything that’s happened, and all the games Damon has played.
“Hello? Miss Monroe?” I come back to the call. “Hello?”
“Hi,” I sob dryly into my phone.
“I hope this isn’t a bad time?” she asks, and tears start pouring from my eyes. They pour and pour and pour as I listen to her tell me about my results, and my world completely plummets.
Chapter 25
Ava
I’m spiraling down a rabbit hole, as Dr. Cruz talks me through all my options. All the while I’m still in the office with Dexter looking down on me. Breaking my heart. Obliterating my world. It’s like Groundhog Day except it revolves around the last two hours of my life and there’s no reprieve from the pain relentlessly blasting me.
“You don’t have to make a decision today. If I were to make an estimation after the internal ultrasound, I’d say you’re about five weeks along. In this state you have till twenty-four weeks to terminate.” She smiles when I look at her startled because I never imagined myself in this situation. Having to make a decision.
“Does it have a heart?” It’s a fucking stupid question, and I have no idea why I’m asking it. Maybe it’s because mine is obliterated.
“At this point?” Dr. Cruz clasps her hands over her notes. “Yes.”
