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I winced.Protective measure against what?
It’s boilerplate language.He quickly moved on to the next section, dictating how I would be paid per child I gave birth to. Bonus cash if I breastfed.
God, I should have run after that meeting, but instead, I trusted him.
My throat tightens until I’m gasping for air.
“Mírame,” Julian orders.
I can’t. At least not when I feel likethis.
Mírame:Look at me.
“I’ll meet you back at the truck.”
“If you want the ring, I’ll pull it out.” He speaks to my back.
I shake my head hard enough to rattle my already-scattered brain. “No.” Tears pool near the bottoms of my eyes, about one second away from falling.
You better not cry in front of Julian, so pull yourself together and get the hell out of here.
“Come find me when it’s finished.” I fight the impulse to curl into myself as I accept that part of my life is over.
“Okay.”
My lungs deflate from my heavy exhale as I turn. Every step away from the mixer feels like a small victory, and I’m proud of myself for making it to the truck without shedding a single tear, although the widening hole in my chest threatens to consume me.
But unlike before, I fight back. I don’t want to cry anymore over a man who discarded me like trash.
Irefuseto.
Starting now.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Dahlia
Aflash of something red and white catches my eye. “Stop the truck!”
He slams on the brakes, and we both go shooting forward. I groan as the seat belt locks into place and crushes my chest.
“What’s wrong?” His eyes dart across my face.
I press a hand against my chest. “Besides the fact that you nearly gave me a heart attack?”
“You asked me to stop.”
“Not like that!”
“Sorry.”
“It’s fine. Give me a second.” I unbuckle my seat belt.
“Where are you going? It’s pitch-black outside.”
“I want to see something.” I climb out of the truck and walk back to the spot that caught my attention.
TheFor Salesign posted in front of the gate feels illegal, and I’m tempted to steal it to prevent someone else from making an offer on the house of my dreams.
