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

Chapter 561

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"Haddy really is a heartless one," Hernan let go of me, his voice dripping with mock sympathy.

I shot him a look, feeling my blood boil. And before I knew it, I just snapped. I grabbed the closest thing to me and hurled it at him. "See? I was never his girl! What a jerk. Total... idiot."

I don't normally curse-like, ever. But in that moment? I didn't even care who I was mad at anymore. I just needed to say it.

Shouting all that-the anger, the frustration, the hurt-it actually made me feel lighter, like I could finally breathe again. Like I was throwing off this weight I'd been carrying around for way too long.

Hernan didn't flinch. He just stood there like a wall, taking it all.

By the time my arms were too weak to move, I crumpled to the floor, curling into a ball. I felt empty, like every ounce of energy had been drained from me.

Eventually, Hernan walked out. But as the door clicked shut behind him, I caught a voice from outside.

"You seriously think she's the one who's gonna reel Hayden back in?"

door clicked again, cutting off whatever response he

Alone. Like, really alone.

stared at absolutely nothing in front of me, feeling completely spaced out, like my brain just checked out for the day. How long had I been sitting there?

your clothes, freshly

half-dazed. "Why'd you even

gave me a polite smile. "Mr. Skye insists on cleanliness. No

you were the one

maid nodded.

of relief slipped out

picking up the disaster

had exhaled-quieter, emptier, and somehow...

minute, I grabbed my phone and started typing like my fingers were on

loved me, but now you're out there picking rings with

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better than this. But nope-turns out, you're just as shallow as everyone

me, and now you're blaming ME? Didn't know you were capable of being this

you. If anything happens to me, you better believe I'll come back to

I kept typing, typing, typing, like each message was the only thing keeping me from totally