Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 38

That night, I slept like a rock until some noise outside yanked me awake.

It wasn't Hayden talking, but some woman with a local accent.

From the sound of it, she wasn't young. Younger women usually have soft, clear voices, while older women's voices are heavier and rougher.

I had a knack for recognizing people by their voices, yet I couldn't tell that the man I had loved for ten years was actually a jerk.

They say you only truly forget someone when you stop thinking about them all the time. Clearly, I wasn't there yet. I still found myself thinking about Jace. Even if it wasn't love anymore, it was resentment. I couldn't help but think of him now and then. I stayed in bed, straining to hear the conversation outside.

"Macy, where's Hayden?" the woman asked..

"He left early this morning," Macy replied, the sound of running water in the background.

"He left, huh? I thought he was still asleep," the woman laughed lightly.

"Molly, why do you care if Hayden's up or not? He doesn't like you, so stop wasting your time," Macy shot back, no sugar-coating.

that kind of bluntness, but Molly, standing outside the door, didn't even flinch. She chuckled.

Molly seemed

all I know is that he tossed you out like yesterday's trash," Macy's

know, you old hag?" Molly shot

self-respect and dignity," Macy replied, earning my silent

you can't help me, at least don't make things worse," Molly tried to guilt-trip

but not

more."

the covers. Macy's sharp wit was something

you took in a pretty girl?" Molly asked, her curiosity

skin, Most importantly, she's single

touch my skin. Indeed, it

like to see her. Where is she?" As

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was here because she was worried I might

my feet, polished toenails and all, into my slippers. My silk nightgown was a creamy color, with straps so thin they looked ready to snap any