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Speak of the lying devil. Honey’s phone rings, and when she glances at it, she mouths, “Him.”
Huh? Oh, right. I left my phone back at “our place.”
I swallow thickly. “Tell him I don’t want to hear any more of his lies.”
Honey picks up the call.
“Hi,” she says. “Go fuck yourself.” With that, she hangs up.
He calls again.
She sends him to voicemail and deletes the message he leaves.
He calls once more. I suggest she block his number or turn off her phone. She goes for the block option, and deletes his number for good measure. Just as she’s finishing, the cab stops.
“Come.” She jumps out and holds the door open for me.
My chest squeezes. Art would always hold doors for me, but he probably does so for his other wife too. His real wife.
As I follow Honey, I’m back to walking like a zombie.
Entering her place, I nearly trip over Bunny.
If cat glares could kill, I’d be a pile of ashes now—which might be a relief, given how I’m feeling.
“You can take my bed,” Honey says, gesturing at her bedroom door.
“What? No. I don’t want to impose.”
She snatches Bunny off the floor and strokes his fur thoughtfully—both of them looking like Bond villains in the process. “How about this? You can earn my bed… by never mentioning that bit in the car.” She looks worriedly at my finger with the paper cut.
I make a fist to hide the deformity. “The blood thing?”
She winces. “No questions either.”
I sigh. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”
Honestly, Honey has been so helpful today I’d owe her my silence on the blood issue even without the bedroom sacrifice.
“If you don’t mind, I’m going to lie down,” I say wearily.
“Do you want company?”
I shake my head.
She extends her cat my way. “Want to cuddle with something warm?”
I shake my head again. Firstly, I just want to be alone. More importantly, though, having my eyeballs eaten is not the way I want to go.
“Understood,” Honey says softly. “Give me a shout if you need anything.”
I thank her and slink away into the bedroom.
I feel like I’m holding myself together by a thread—a thread that snaps as soon as I’m alone.
Crashing onto the bed, I bury my face in the pillow and let the tears fall.
