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It had.
Me.
I was just a body now, not a person.
The maids made a large buffet breakfast for everyone who’d be coming through the house this morning to pay their respects, but I couldn’t eat a thing. Knowing that at any moment Aidan could appear and steal what little strength I had left kept my stomach in knots.
So I sat alone in the living room, my eyes glazed over, counting down the seconds until the cars would be leaving.
Shit.
I’d not thought about that up until then.
I’d have to be in a car with Aidan. I’d have to see him look at me with that disgust again.
I wasn’t sure I could tolerate that.
Bree found me shortly after, taking my hand and squeezing it. She was dressed in a pretty black tunic dress with a thick wooly overcoat on. It was late March, but the snow was still insistently sticking to the ground.
“Time to go,” she murmured, giving me a small, flat smile.
I nodded, nausea rocking my stomach.
I had to do this. Getting in a car with him was the least of my problems. I lived under the same roof as him.
Might as well get used to it.
“Has anyone seen Aidan?” Donny called as we joined everyone in the vestibule.
Huh?
“He’s not in his room?” Cullen queried, shrugging into his own overcoat.
“No, and some of his stuff seems to be gone.”
“The Mustang is missing,” Pete chimed in, appearing from the basement doorway.
What? Where the hell was he?
I glanced around at all the faces, for some reason believing he would suddenly step through the crowd and announce his presence.
“I found this in your office.” Carrick joined us, passing Cullen an envelope. He opened it, scanning it quickly then shoved it in his pocket. He sighed, slipping a pair of gloves on. He didn’t seem particularly concerned considering someone had just told him his son was missing.
What was in that envelope?
“Come on, let’s go. We will be late.”
“Wait? We’re going without him?” I shouted. How could they not care he wasn’t here? Where was he? He was an asshole, but he wouldn’t miss his own mother’s funeral… not on purpose. I was sure of it.
But then what did I know about him?
“He does this. He’s so selfish,” Bree sneered next to me, and my heart hurt. Of course. The Aidan he’d been for the last couple of weeks was just an act.
“He’s gone, Cait.” Cullen said, seeming not surprised.
“What do you mean, gone?”
Cullen handed me the envelope, and I pulled out the page inside.
