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Silence.

I got the message. I’d hurt him and he didn’t want to talk to me.

When I got home, I still felt twinges of guilt, but tried to reassure myself that it was for the best. Continuing would have been worse.

Had we ended things? I’d said I needed time, as I did need to think about what I want. If I was honest, it probably was over, but I was just too scared to close the door completely. What if I never found another decent guy again? Look at all of the men on the dating sites. In comparison, my experience with Charlie was so much better. Let’s face it. He was the most eligible bachelor in London. Maybe my expectations were too high and he was as good as it gets. What if I never found someone that I clicked with?

What have I done? I’m probably going to end up sad and alone…

I’ll feel better after a shower.

I dried myself on the bed, threw my towel to the other side, then flopped back onto the pillow. I was feeling a bit more positive. Some music would make me feel better still. I reached for my phone to launch a mellow Spotify playlist. I needed to feel relaxed.

I touched the screen.

No fucking way.

I bolted up straight, nearly hitting my head on the headboard.

Shut the front door, the back door, the side door—in fact, all the fucking windows too.

It can’t be.

There’s a WhatsApp message.

A WhatsApp message from Lorenzo.

Fingers trembling, I unlocked the screen, clicked on the app and then into his message.

WTF.

He’s where?

In London?

OMFG.

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