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I’m asking you to be patient with me.
I am yours, as you, I think, are mine.
C.
PS I read THE BFG – I laughed, and all the more so for imagining sharing it with you.
She threw her phone against the wall in a rage of white-hot fury.
He was the most unreasonable bastard she’d ever known.
How dare he write so beautifully after the way he’d treated her?
She had offered him everything and he’d told her, with a total lack of ceremony and concern, that he didn’t want that.
And now?
What had happened?
What had changed?
Ten weeks had passed, and in those ten weeks, she’d been more miserable than ever before. But she’d come to understand that dan
ger was inherent to her love of Caradoc.
She couldn’t love him without knowing that he felt the same. And for all his sweet words, Finn was scared.
Caradoc liked power and control, and she’d given him both unquestioningly.
She wouldn’t make that mistake again.
It took her a long time to fall asleep, and then, she slept fitfully. It was with a sense of deep gratitude that she saw morning breaking through the blackness of night and realised she was finally in a new day.
But she waited in her room until Connie and Cliff had left, just staring at the ceiling as though it could heal her. She couldn’t speak to anyone. She was barely able to make sense of what she felt, let alone to put anything into words.
When the apartment was empty, she made herself a coffee and cradled it in her hands, staring out at the bleak sky beyond. Christmas was only a couple of weeks away. She should speak to her dad and make a plan for how they’d spend it.
Later.
It would wait.
She sipped her drink with only the faint electric whirring of the fridge for company.
When the doorbell rang, she wasn’t surprised.
She’d been expecting that Caradoc would follow up his email.
She thought of her phone, squashed to the floor in her room with a flash of remorse as she moved to open the door.
It wasn’t Caradoc, but it was someone sent by him. A man in a suit stood on the mat, holding a pale blue box. “Seraphina James? Sign here.”
She looked at the box he held more closely and saw the name emblazoned on the front. Jewellery from Tiffany & Co? No way.
“She’s not here,” Finn said with a shrug. “Sorry.”
She shut the door in his face with a shudder and slid the bolt lock across for good measure.
No more.
