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“To be honest, I was. I don’t plan on going back tonight.”
“You can spend the night at my place if you want,” he offered, his voice soft, like it was a harmless request.
“Um … thanks,” I mumbled, and he smiled.
“So, are you excited about being a mother?”
My hand stopped midair at his question. I avoided his eyes as I swirled the shrimp in the dip, like a child.
“Don’t answer. Let’s eat.” He laughed it off.
Why does everyone still believe I’m pregnant? I still look the same. Aren’t there visible symptoms for pregnancy? And I’m supposed to be, what, three, or is it four months pregnant? I’m losing track of the lies. My clothes are not that loose to hide a baby bump. Why is everyone acting so clueless?
“I will be done with my prerequisites at the end of this year,” Grey said, smiling.
“Really? That’s cool.”
“Vee told me you take online classes now.”
“Yeah.” That was all I could say. I didn’t want to talk about myself. I only wanted to eat and sleep the night off. Maybe wake up with amnesia. I wouldn’t mind forgetting who Chloe Simpson was because I hated her.
We left the diner once we were done eating. I had to wear my heels for the short walk to Grey’s place. He tried to make conversation every chance he got, but I kept shifting the topic to him or something completely random, like asking stupid questions about where the sun always disappeared to in the night.
We rode the elevator with a family to his penthouse. I turned away when he punched in the password to unlock the door.
“It’s still the same password,” he told me as he opened the door.
I hid my smile as I walked in. The memory of us he kept still didn’t change how much he’d hurt me in the church when he walked out without fighting for me.
“You know where the guest room is,” he said behind me.
I looked around the room with its expensive furnishings. I had helped him pick out some of the furniture and home decor. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable, coming here; memories of us were etched in every corner of the penthouse. I wondered if he still had the Polaroids of us hanging on his wall.
I turned around to thank him, but my phone started ringing. Grey and I caught the caller ID before I rejected the call.
“Tristan,” Grey mumbled.
“Thanks for letting me—” My ringtone cut me off. I sighed and rejected Tristan’s call again.
“You know how to help yourself around. If you need anything, you know where to find me,” he said and walked away, his tone cold and angry.
What was with everyone changing personalities tonight?
I sighed in frustration as the phone started to ring again. I blocked Tristan’s number and went to the guest room. I undressed and went for a shower. When I came out, sweatpants and a T-shirt were lying on the bed for me. I put them on and went under the covers, contemplating leaving the room to talk to Grey about his sudden attitude.
I turned off the lights and grabbed my phone. There were ten missed calls from Adrian and three from Morris. I switched off the phone and forced myself to sleep.
“Dumb and desperate kid …”
“Lust and love …
“We have nothing between us, Chloe.”
His words echoed in my head, and I found myself crying to sleep.
I didn’t seeGrey when I woke up. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I planned to leave here and go and see my best friend. I didn’t want to return to Tristan’s place anytime soon.
I searched for my phone when I reentered the room, but I didn’t see it. I sat down and tried to trace it back to last night, and I remembered leaving it on the nightstand. I sighed and left the room.
