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But she’s right. As comfortable as I feel back here in my childhood home, I can’t stay here eating this amazing food.
It’s time to get my woman.
Chapter Twenty-eight
Andi
Isigh as I look around my new home. Almost a week ago, I was sitting in this same spot, but all my belongings surround me this time.
Although the rooms might look different, the feelings that consume me are surprisingly similar.
Scratch that.
I feel worse.
Last week, I might have been sitting in an empty house, but it was somehow symbolic of my fresh start. There were endless possibilities ahead of me. Now, it seems as though I’ve gone and messed everything up.
Don’t get me wrong; I meant what I said about trying to find my own way and make my own happiness. That was all true.
But I said it like the most heartless human being that’s ever lived. The look of hurt in Jonas’ eyes was indescribable. And to be honest, I don’t buy any of the bullshit I was selling. I know better than to think it’s just a fling.
I don’t let people into my life easily…let alone my heart, so I know that the fact Jonas is now firmly fixated in there means something.
But now, he probably hates me.
Maybe that’s for the best. I can find what makes me happy while worrying about a relationship.
Unfortunately, I have no idea. I have no idea about a lot of things.
The one thing I know, though, is that this house feels a whole lot more empty than it did when I was missing all of my stuff.
I’m no stranger to being alone. I grew up alone most of the time. And then, I married a man who traveled more than he was home. I was by myself all the time, and that was okay. I was used to it, and I’ve always enjoyed the quiet.
But there’s a difference in being alone and being lonely, and tonight, I’m lonelier than I’ve ever been before.
Oh well. I’m sure I’ll get used to it. Besides, I’m sure that I’ll see Jonas at work tomorrow. That is if he still wants me working on the ranch.
A groan fills the air around me quickly followed by a loud protest from my empty stomach
I get up and walk to the kitchen but am quickly reminded that I have no food even though all of my stuff is here. I cleaned out my refrigerator and cabinets before leaving but didn’t bring any of it with me.
Glancing at my phone, I see that it’s probably too late to go to the store. I doubt The Stop ‘N Go caters to the night owls.
Coming to terms with the fact that I’m going to bed with an empty stomach, I decide I might as well unpack a couple of boxes.
I grab a small box labeled KITCHEN and open it up. It’s a bunch of cooking utensils that I’ll probably never use. If I do, chances are that I’ll end up starting another fire.
I reach in and grab a handful of them, but a knock on the door startles me enough that I drop every single one.
Walking over to answer it, I can probably guess who it is before I swing the door open.
Jonas.
That doesn’t stop my heart from skipping a beat, though, when I see him.
“Hey, Andi,” he says when our eyes meet.
“Hi, Jonas,” I reply with a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes.
