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He’s glaring at me. I can feel his fury as if it is a tangible force.
Oh fuck.
He was right behind us the whole time.
Henry.
Of all the times.
I drag my eyes from his. Is it a coincidence that he was here? Anxiety takes over. “Just… just drive please,” I stammer to the driver.
He gestures to the congested road in front. “Traffic, lady.”
The door of the cab opens, and Nathan gets into the backseat beside me. He slams the door behind him.
“What are you doing?” I snap.
“Henry Morgan?” he whispers angrily. “You’re with Henry fucking Morgan?” He gasps. “I’ve been heartbroken for six months to find out that you ….” The veins are sticking out of his forehead. “To find out you’ve been with him all along.” He’s furious.
“What? No.” My face falls. Why is, I’ve been heartbroken for six months the only thing I heard in that sentence? “Go home to Robert, Nathan.” I snap.
“What?” He erupts.
“You heard me.”
“We need to talk.”
“You’re five months too late Nathan. Go away.” I glare at him, and then I turn to the driver. “Can you kick this man out of the cab, please? He’s uninvited.”
“Are you kidding me?” Nathan whispers angrily.
The driver holds his hands up. “Come on, lady, what do you want from me?”
“Right. That’s it.” I get out of the cab and begin to march up the sidewalk on a mission.
I don’t know what I’m doing right now, but I do know that I don’t want to be sucked into Nathan’s world again. I’ve only just gotten out of it, and I can’t let myself go back there.
He hurt me too fucking much.
I hear the cab door slam behind me, and I know that Nathan is hot on my heels.
He grabs my arm and spins me toward him. “Eliza. Stop.”
“Go away.” My emotions boil over and my eyes fill with tears. “Just… just leave me alone.”
“I read the letter.”
“Huh?”
“I read it this week.”
My eyes bulge from their sockets as
I completely lose my cool. “What?” I shriek. “Are you two years old?” I turn and march off into the crowd again. I’m too angry to even talk to him. He only just read it! I can’t even deal with this man.
He calls me from behind, “Eliza!”
“Go home to Robert, Nathan. I don’t want to talk to you.” I march on.
