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Drew picked up his glass and took a sip of his drink. “Look at it this way. You made someone who couldn’t afford a wedding dress feel like a queen.” He smiled.
“I guess. So, all in all, some good came from what I did. A few days before the wedding, Kellan bought me a new phone, and he rented a hotel room.”
“Why the hotel room?”
“That’s where I kept my luggage for my one-way ticket out of Seattle, which Kellan purchased for me. Before I left the church, I called a cab from my old phone and had him meet me at Pier 59. I did a factory reset and set it on the chair beside my ring. Once I left the church, I had the limo driver take me to Pier 59, and then I climbed into the cab and took it to the hotel. I changed out of my dress, grabbed everything I needed, and hopped on a plane.”
“Did you pay off the limo driver?” He smirked.
“I sure did. Except he opened his mouth to my parents, who apparently paid him more than I did.”
“Ouch. What a dick.”
“Yeah. Except he didn’t tell my parents that I got into a cab. The next day, Kellan went to the hotel, boxed up the wedding dress, sent it off to Wisconsin, and checked out of the hotel.”
“So, no paper trail on your end?”
“Nope. I left all my credit cards at home and my bank account untouched.”
“If it’s not too personal, how are you paying for everything?”
“When my grandmother died, and I turned twenty-one, she left me four million dollars in an untraceable offshore account because she knew I would need it someday.”
“So, you literally vanished.”
“Yep. I sure did.” I smiled.
“Remind me never to cross you.” He winked.
“They made me that way, Drew. I’m not really that person. I just needed to escape and find myself, not the Jillian Bell they made.”
“I understand. You did what you had to do. That doesn’t make you a bad person.”
“Thanks. But somehow, I still feel like it does.”
“Come on. I’m going to take you home now. It’s getting late, and I have an early meeting.”
When Roland pulled up to my building, Drew walked me up to my apartment.
“Thank you for making my shitty day a little less shitty.”
“It was my pleasure.” He placed his thumb on my chin. “I’m happy you’re here.” He leaned in and brushed his lips against mine.
“Good night, Jillian.”
“Good night, Drew.”
He turned and began to walk down the hallway. Pulling my phone from my purse, I dialed his number and watched as he answered his phone.
“Drew Westbrook.”
“Hi. Now you have my number.”
He turned around as his lips gave way to a sexy smile. “Indeed, I do.”
Stepping inside my apartment, I headed to the bathroom and turned on the water for a hot bath. After pouring a capful of lavender-scented bubble bath, I stripped out of my clothes and climbed into the warm, soothing water. My head was a mess. My sister was dying, and I was reunited with a man whom I never thought I’d see again. A man I couldn’t give my heart to, even if I wanted, because I didn’t know who that heart belonged to.
Chapter Twenty-Two
