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He waved a hand my way. “Nah, I only said that because I knew it would get you on a plane out here. Everything’s fine business-wise.”
“What the hell, Jason? Why am I here then?” The irritation hit me fast, but that wasn’t shocking. Being around Jason had a way of pulling out my annoyance at a record speed.
He sat back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head. “Did you think it wouldn’t get back to me? You and Aaliyah? Rose told—and showed—me everything.”
“That’s why you had me fly across the damn states? Because you’re mad about some TikToks and photographs that people took of us?”
“You say ‘us’ as if there actually is a you and Aaliyah. But that would be ridiculous.”
I stayed quiet because I didn’t need to say or prove anything to Jason of all people.
He arched an eyebrow and leaned forward. “No way. You really are with her?”
“It’s none of your business what I do in my private life.”
“The hell it isn’t when you’re dating my Aaliyah.”
“She’s not yours, remember? You stood her up on your wedding day. That was the end of any kind of relationship you had with her.”
“So, you figured you’d pick up my crumbs?”
I took in a deep inhalation and shook my head as I pushed myself up from the chair. “I don’t have time for this. I can’t believe you had me come all the way out here due to you being butt-hurt that Aaliyah moved on.”
“She moved on to you, though? That’s just disrespectful.”
I rolled my eyes. “Let’s not pretend you and I are close, Jason. We both know that isn’t the case.”
“Where’s the bro code, though? Where’s the respect?”
“We’re adults. We are business colleagues, not friends. There’s no bro code here.”
“You’re a fucking asshole.”
“On that note, I’m going to head out.” I turned to walk away but paused the moment he spoke.
“Have fun with all the hospital trips,” he spat out.
I turned back and cocked an eyebrow. “What?”
“With her condition, the girl’s always getting sick. It’s a damn headache. I wasn’t trying to spend every other weekend in the emergency room, but I had to do what I had to do to get this,” he said, gesturing around his office.
What the fuck was he going on about?
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
He raised a brow. “You didn’t know…? Oh shit, you don’t know. She didn’t tell you. Dude—Aaliyah’s ya know…” He made a croaking face. What a fucking fucker.
“What?”
“She’s literally dying.”
“What? No, she’s not.”
“Uh, yeah she is. Honestly, it seems impossible that you haven’t noticed. I picked up on the signs early on, her fat ass ankles, her nonstop heavy breathing. I knew something was off, but my mom was the one who actually told me.”
“Told you what?”
“She has heart failure. She was diagnosed like two years ago. They said she only has a few more years, which is why, when my parents said I could get this position if I married her, I jumped on board. I figured a few years with the sick chick was worth it if I ended up running the company out here, but I couldn’t go through with it in the end. Plus, by that point, all the contracts were signed, and it was a done deal. So, I won without the sick girl.”
