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I called the station as soon as I got the message and raced to her house.
I was too late.
Even though they found his body, I’m not sure if my visit will change anything with her charges since she took the plea, but I have to try. I also want to hear her admit to what she did and how she’d sent us on a bullshit hunt for his body.
I’m close to throwing up that sour taste when she walks into the cramped room. Being here reminds me of the countless hours I interrogated her until her parents’ lawyer stepped in and put a stop to it.
The door opens, and she strolls in with a smile on her face.
“Hey, baby,” she greets. Her blonde hair is pulled back into two braids, and bright red lips stand out along her pale features.
There’s no denying that Missy is beautiful. She’s also sick, and I wish I’d recognized the signs of it before she did what she did.
I inhale a deep breath and run my sweaty hands over my legs. “Hey.”
She plops down in the metal seat and inches forward, getting as close to me as possible. I have to stop myself from flinching and pulling away in disgust.
“You’re sleeping with her, aren’t you?” she spits.
“Who?” I already know the answer to my question.
“That cunt ex of yours.” She slams a hand on the table. “My father hired a PI, Gage.I saw the pictures. She’s the same woman who starred in your sacred box of first-love memories.” Her tone turns mocking. “You don’t forget the woman you despise.”
It’s becoming more difficult to hold in my anger. “That’s what you’re concerned about right now? That I’m back with her?”
Tears fall down her cheeks and smear her lipstick. “I gave you so much of myself, Gage! Let you take me any way you wanted, even when I knew she was whom you imagined. I did everything for you—bought you expensive gifts—”
“Which I didn’t accept and told you to return them and buy something for Andy,” I interrupt.
She tried buying my love with gifts, just like her parents did with her, but it didn’t work. You can’t buy love from someone who doesn’t have it up for sale.
I tap my foot while controlling my anger. “I’m sorry, Missy. I’m sorry I couldn’t do enough to make you happy.”
Her demeanor changes with my apology. She perks up, and the anger disappears from her face. “You did make me happy, baby! You did. I’m upset with myself that I didn’t make you happy. You never acted like I was your world.”
Come the fuck on.
The tapping of my foot speeds up, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I wore a hole into the floor. “I need you to do me a favor, Missy.”
“Anything,” she blurts out.
“Admit to what you did.Please.” My voice breaks. “For Andy. For your family. Forme.”
“Tell me you love me.”
I stare at her, blinking. “What?”
“Tell me you love me, and I’ll tell you the truth and nothing but the truth.”
I grit my teeth. “I love you.”
Her fists hit the table. “Say it like you mean it!”
“I love you, Missy, so damn much.”
She shuts her eyes and throws her head back. “It sounds so awesome to hear you finally say those words. I knew you loved me. It took you long enough to admit it though.”
I don’t fucking love her. Bile sweeps up my throat, and I can’t wait to brush my teeth for an hour to wash away my words.
