Page 59 of Bitterly Cold


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“I’m so happy for you.” She relaxed against her pillows. “I need to talk to my parents.”

I sensed something was up. “About what?”

“About me leaving.”

“Leaving? Why?” My heart plummeted. I didn’t want her leaving me. “And what about Sadie’s wedding?”

“My parents want me to go somewhere safe until they find the person screwing with my life.” She wiped a stray tear off her cheek. “I’ll be here for the wedding in June. I’m sure it won’t take them that long to find the asshole.”

“Where will you go?”

She took her phone out from under her blanket and showed me a text. “Saint messaged you and invited you to Montana?”

“It appears that way, but my dad might have put him up to it. He didn’t say where he wanted me to go.”

“And you want to go to Montana?”

“Yeah.” She exhaled and put the phone away. “So much has happened the past few weeks. I need to get away from it all. It won’t be forever.”

It sure felt like she was saying good-bye for good. “June is three and a half months away.”

“It’ll fly by. I’ll be back before you know it. But I need this, Em. I can’t see him with her. They’re having a baby together.” A stream of tears streaked down her face, and I couldn’t hold mine back anymore.

“I know.” I hugged her tightly. “I know you need to go. But I’m going to miss you like crazy.”

“We’ll still talk all the time, and you can come visit me in Montana.”

“I will.”

“Good. Can you get my parents for me so I can tell them?”

“Sure.” I went out to the living room and found Storm watching a car show.

“What’s up?” he asked when he noticed me.

“Birdie wants to talk to you and Maddy.”

He turned the flatscreen off instantly. “Angel, Birdie wants to talk.”

“Coming!”

I returned to Birdie’s room. “They’re coming. I’ll go.”

“Don’t go. I want you to stay. For moral support.”

“Okay.” Dang it. I was terrified of being here when she told Storm where she wanted to go. Hopefully, Montana was where he wanted her.

A soft knock came from behind me. Maddy.

“Come in,” Birdie said.

I moved to the side to let Storm and Maddy be by their daughter. My stomach twisted into knots, and I felt a little sick to my stomach. Stupid nerves.

“We’re listening,” Storm said.

“I’ll leave like you both wanted, but I want to go to Montana.”

“Montana?” Maddy’s face brightened, while Storm’s darkened. I’d guess they both had strong and vastly different opinions regarding Saint.

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