“Ugh,” she groaned. “And I thought I was getting better at it.”
I laughed at that, and she offered an apologetic smile.
“Look,” she explained and sat down in my favorite cozy reading chair that had been pushed haphazardly aside to the front of the room. “I’m here for both you and Will.”
I flashed a skeptical look, and she held both hands in the air.
“I’m being completely honest.”
“So you’re here to convince me to get back together with your brother?”
She grinned. “Well, sort of, but mostly I’m just here because I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“Promise?”
She nodded, and this time, as her eyes softened and creased at the corners, I believed her.
“So, where did you end up renting an apartment?”
“I got real fucking lucky,” I answered. “A friend of the family has offered to let me rent out one of their many investment properties in SoHo for an insanely low rent.”
“That’s amazing.”
“I know, right?” I agreed as I used packing tape to close the filled box. “I’m excited to have my own place again.”
“I couldn’t imagine having to move back in with Dick and Savannah after being on my own.”
“Trust me, it’s fucking terrible,” I said with exasperation in my eyes. “Honestly, I think Bill and Janet could give Dick and Savannah a run for their money in the inappropriate department.”
Georgia laughed. “That’s almost hard to believe. My mother is literally the most inappropriate person I know.”
I grinned. “Believe me, it’s no wonder they’re friends.”
I couldn’t deny it made me feel sad to think of how well our families got along. Deep down, before Will and I had broken up, my heart had already been convinced that we were a forever kind of relationship.
“He misses you, you know,” Georgia said into the quiet room, and I glanced up to meet her eyes. “He’s been a complete mess since you ended things.”
“I wish things were different.”
“I know from personal experience that sometimes things aren’t always what you think they are.”
I tilted my head to the side, and she smiled softly.
“Kline and I,” she explained. “Before we got engaged, I’d ended things with him out of assumptions. They were very, very wrong assumptions. And luckily for me, he didn’t give up on us.”
“He fought for you guys to get back together?”
She smiled like a woman who was madly in love with her husband. “Like you wouldn’t believe.”
The sad thing was, despite my happiness that Kline and Georgia had managed to find their way back to one another, all I could think was that if Will had been trying to fight for me, for us, I hadn’t even given him the opportunity to do so. Since the moment I’d left his office, I hadn’t answered a single one of his phone calls, texts, and one night, when he’d stopped by my parents’ place, I’d made Janet tell him I wasn’t home.
And the worst part of it all, I hated how miserable it made me feel.
I hated that there was a tiny little voice inside my head that whispered, Did I make a mistake?
Head down, writing out a prescription for the patient I’d just finished with, I’d successfully talked myself out of tanking my entire fucking life for a woman.
Granted, she wasn’t just a woman, she was the perfect fucking woman, but I wasn’t going to think about that right now because when I thought about Melody, I got pissed.