Page 191 of A Lie in Church


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He chuckled softly and ate it with a shrug.

“Thanks for last night.” I gave him the best smile I could muster up.

“I think I owe you a lot after everything I did to you, so don’t thank me.”

“Yeah, you definitely do.” I nodded my head.

He laughed at me.

“I promise I will leave once I figure things out, but for now, you never saw me, and you don’t know where I am.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He threw two fingers in a salute.

I smiled and ate my bacon. I’d missed the old Adrian. It was nice to have him back.

I triedto figure my life out. I wanted to remain off the radar. I had stayed here for almost a week, and I already felt like a burden to Adrian even if he kept telling me I could stay for as long as I wanted.

I didn’t want to return to my family or contact anyone. Maybe I would be forgotten. Nobody cared anyway. If I went missing, it wouldn’t mean anything to my family because I was dead to them. Grey had probably moved on, and Vina … I missed her. She was the only one who believed me. She was the only one I could turn to for advice, but I didn’t want to contact her. I knew she’d be worried about me by now.

I needed to sort things out myself, but it was hard. Tristan made it hard. No matter how much alcohol I consumed every night, he was still there. The memories, I wished they would disappear.

I cried every time I was in the shower. I was happy that the water always washed my tears away. I needed a new life—a life without Tristan, a life without any of my exes, a life without my family, and one not surrounded by monsters. I had to create it.

I hid the alcohol in my hand under the bed when I heard Adrian’s footsteps. He was back from work. I’d promised him I’d stop drinking for a few days, but it wasn’t working. I needed it to stop me from going crazy.

He knocked on the door, calling my name. I let him in with a fake smile.

“How are you doing?”

“I’m good.”

“I will freshen up and fix us something to eat.”

I wished I could cook for him, but I had forgotten all the cooking lessons I had gotten from He Who Shall Not Be Named.

I joined him downstairs after brushing my mouth to get rid of the alcohol’s smell. I decided to help cut the vegetables while he did the rest. Turned out, we were both awful in the kitchen, but we tried to cook something edible.

“Chloe?”

My heartbeat paused. Maybe he knew I’d been drinking.

“Yeah?”

“How long are you planning not to contact anyone? Everyone thinks you’ve gone missing.”

“Good. It should stay that way.”

That was all I told him, and I returned to cutting the vegetables.

“They are all looking for you—your friends, your family, your ex. They are searching for you.”

I didn’t say anything.

“It’s hard to pretend I know nothing about your whereabouts when they are all going craz. They want you back. Everyone is searching.” He waited for me to say something, but I was quiet. He carried on. “Your best friend created a website for you to come back home. Your mom sued the Sanchesters. They are still handling the case in court.”

I was missing out, but it was better that way. I increased my grip on the knife. I was furious.My family wants me back now? Wow, what a great family.

“I know Tristan hurt you. I am not trying to defend him or anything, but he—”

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