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I pick up my box and go, closing the chapter on this part of my life with the hope to start another.
Chapter44
Aurora
My fingers still over the keyboard of my laptop as my brain stalls again.
I decided to change things up today by working on my next serial novel in the living room while my father was away.
This one is calledForbidden Strangers,and it’s garnered the same success asGirl No. 9.
The inspiration behind it is the fantasy I told Knight about that night on the beach in Saint-Tropez. Of course, because he told me he should be the guy in all my fantasies, the hero ended up being completely based on him.
I expanded the story to include that after the heroine slept with this fantasy guy, she not only discovers that he’s her new boss but also that his family has arranged for him to marry a fashion heiress.
I’m at the part where they hook up again, but since my big blow-up with Knight, I haven’t been able to write much.
Usually, when I sit down to work, I can write a few chapters per day, but I’ve barely managed to finish one and a half today. The half might possibly be unusable because there are parts that sound like gibberish.
That’s all I can show for twelve hours of work. Now that night has fallen again, I don’t see myself doing much more.
I just can’t think straight. Or at all.
Those choices Madison laid out for me keep resurfacing in my mind, flowing in and out of my thoughts like the tide of the sea.
Nothing has changed for me, and I’m nowhere closer to figuring out what I’m going to do than I was the other night.
The only thing that seems to be moving forward is time.
I hear the front door open, meaning Dad is home.
I save my document, shut down my computer, and wait for him to come and find me.
He does exactly that and his face brightens when he sees me.
“Hi.” I smile back at him as he walks in.
“Hey, there. I’m glad you’re down here.”
“Yeah, I thought I’d work in here today.” During one of our talks earlier in the week, I told him about my pen name. He was okay with it, but I think that was only because we were talking about all the serious things he’s done. He was in no position to cast any form of judgment on me.
“That’s good. Did you get a lot done?” He comes closer and sits across from me in the armchair.
“As much as I could do.”
“I’m glad.” He presses his lips together, and the brightness in his eyes falters. “I wanted to talk to you about Knight, Aurora.”
At the mention of Knight, I sit straighter. “Has something happened?”
“Yes. I saw him earlier. He gave me this to give you.” He pulls a small envelope from the inside of his jacket.
My insides tighten instantly.Are those our divorce papers?
I imagined them to be bigger.
I also didn’t think I’d get them so soon because we need to stay married for the full six months for him to gain complete ownership of Sunset Cove.
Dad holds the envelope out for me to take. I hesitate. Every envelope I’ve opened over the last few months has contained bad news.
