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I’ll pay her a visit one last time and that’s it.

I’m done.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Benjamin

As I suck the last bit of my slushy into my mouth, I throw the cup away, and almost do a double-take when I look back at my street.

I think the heat is getting to me, it’s either that or I’m missing Dom’s Den way more than I should, because why else would I be seeing his car on my street? The same car I was sitting in only last night?

Stepping closer to it, I let my eyes scan across the number plate and I take a shaky breath in.

LC61 ARK

It’s his car.

Why is it here?

I take a look into the driver’s side, but he’s not sitting there, and there’s nobody else inside.

Could it be that he found out where I live?

No. He’s not the type to do that. If he wanted to meet me again, he would have given me a call.

Maybe it’s just a coincidence that he’s here on my street.

Yeah, it’s a coincidence that the client who’s been seeing me for six days straight has his car parked on my road.

Shaking that feeling off, I begin walking towards my house, and as I step closer to the door, I realise that it’s already opened. I frown a little because I know that Delilah’s not home, and Mum’s not one to open the door for anyone, let alone leave it opened.

“Hello?”

I call out as I step inside and shut the door behind me.

No response.

Walking further into the house, I hear voices coming from the kitchen.

Mum’s voice, and…

No. It’s not his voice.

Why would it be his voice in my house?

Swallowing painfully, I rub my palms against the sides of my jeans and walk further towards the kitchen.

“I don’t give a fuck, Serena. She’s married now, and she’s living a happy life. I’ve supported you for the past fifteen years, but I won’t be any longer.”

Callum…what…

As I peer inside, I spot Callum standing stiffly against the counter with a pissed-off look on his face. I’ve never seen him look so angry like this.

Mum’s sitting on the table with her hands in her hair as tears stream down her face. I can’t say that I’ve ever seen her look like this either.

As she turns to face him, she begins screaming–screeching even–as she slams her palms down on the table and stands up.

“How could you do that without me there?! I deserved to be there!”

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