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“Your lights are on. I know you’re home.”
But how did he find my address?
I look at Bridget, a silent plea for her to play along. “We’ll just wait for him to go.”
A moment. Silence outside.
Did he give up already?
His deep voice sounds from the other side of my door. “I’m happy to wait here as long as I have to.”
Dammit. Wishful thinking.
This relationship is done. Over. Finished. There’s nothing left to talk about, at least as far as I’m concerned.
I’ve been dodging Nate’s calls for a whole month since I’ve been in New York. It’s clear he still has something he feels he needs to say.
And just because I want nothing to do with him and can’t stand to be around him doesn’t mean I don’t still care about him. We just ran our course, that’s all.
He has another thing coming if he thinks we willeverbe getting back together. Not in a million years. Because I’m not in love with him anymore. The illusion is gone, the pink lenses of love crashed, and all I see when I look at him is the painful memories of those last few months. Of all he did.
Fuck it.
I shoot up off the couch and grab Bridget’s shoes. I try to be as quiet as I can. “You need to go.”
“How do you know Nate? He never comes to the club!”
I drop the shoes in front of her. “I knew him before I started working at the club. Now, there’s a window in the kitchen that can get you onto the fire escape–”
“Howdid you know him before the club? Is that how you got the job?”
“No.” I push the sticking window with all my might. It groans only an inch at a time.
More banging on the door. “Sonia.Please.”
A sigh unleashes the heaviness on my chest as the window gives. “Great. Come on.”
Bridget stands up from the couch, all ready to go, butshe makes no move to come closer. “I’m not leaving until you tell me how you know Nate Lyons.”
“Lower your voice,” I hiss.
“Then just tell–”
I can’t believe I have to do this. I can’t believe I really have to fucking tell Bridget who Nate is to me in order to get her out of my apartment. “Nate is my ex-boyfriend.”
Bridget gapes at me. “He’s your–”
“Shhhh! I told you what you wanted to hear, now climb out this window right this fucking second!”
Nate’s voice is loud and clear through the door. “Are you talking to someone?”
Bridget finally comes to her senses and rushes over to me. “What do you mean, he’s your ex-boyfriend?!”
“Is English not your first language?” I growl. “Here, up on the counter.”
I help Bridget up so she can reach the open window.
“But you and Edwin!”
