#Chapter 34: Tiffany Demands Answers
Abby

I climb back into my seat and give Adam an apologetic look. “Sorry,” I say.

He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I have to get up early, anyway.” He adjusts his seat and

gives me a small smile.“I’ll stop by tomorrow night.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

There’s a brief silence. Adam gestures to the paper bag sitting on the center console. “Wanna bring

those?” he asks.

I shake my head. “Nah. You can have them. Thanks, though.” I give him a quick kiss, then climb back

out onto the sidewalk. He starts his car and backs out of the spot in a fluid movement.

Karl watches him drive off, then turns to look at me. I sigh and walk away from him. At what point is

going to get the hint, and just leave me alone?

I head for my apartment door, and he follows.

“Abby,” he says, reaching for my elbow. I pull my arm out of his grasp and spin around to face him.

We’re standing close again. Too close. His touch makes me recoil, especially after he just interrupted

an intimate moment between me and my fiance.

“Why are you here, Karl?” I growl.

“Freddy interrupted us.”

“There’s nothing else to say. I’ve moved on.”

His gaze narrows, almost as though he doesn’t believe me, but I continue. “I’m getting married, and I

have a life of my own. I don’t know why you’ve insisted on inserting yourself back into my life, but I’m

not interested in playing along anymore.”

He reaches out and wraps his hand around my arm. “You and I both know that’s not true,” he says,

dipping his head toward me. My breath catches in my throat.

“It is,” I insist.

“No, it’s not. You can make out with Adam all you want, but you and I both know it’s not enough for

you.”

I pull my arm free and take a step back. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He rolls his eyes. “I know you better than you think.”

I turn from him and pull out my keys. He’s silent as I unlock the door, but I can feel him standing behind

me.

I yank the door open and walk into the building. He reaches for the door before it can close, and I force

me to talk every

anything.”

sure how silence will fix things,

need him to leave me alone. I’m not

he’s always showing up

“How much time?”

I plant my hand on my chest and shove

He lets me.

this,” he says. I know he’s talking about the argument, but also Adam. Karl was always

it in his eyes. He really

has no right to get involved when he’s

all those years

your own fault,” I say.

into place. He hovers in the doorway, but I

landing and look back, he’s

——————

Karl

fingers. A dull pain pulses in my left temple, and

The headache has been coming on

going to be

can’t help but think I deserve the pain. Maybe it’s some sort of karma. I hurt

happened, and

office door, and I

“It’s open,” I call.

strides into the room. She gives me a narrow

one of my chairs. I take another sip of my drink. Judging by the look on her face, I’m

need it.

and get up to

only form of stress

track me as I pour another glass. “Want

“No.”

on the crystal decanter and walk back

chew me out about something, but it’s hard to guess

deal with me lately. She thinks I’m spiraling,

really argue with her.

been easy since the divorce. But I’ve managed to

lectures. She’s just going to have to

I ask with

“Maybe I just wanted to say

“Okay?”

made a fool of last

go up. “Is

her, I

by last night.” I twirl the liquid around, watching it slosh up against the

was

didn’t seem happy when

they even got on the topic. Why would they talk about our

ask. “I didn’t think

her out dancing the other night,” she says

her, actually. She was out

“Adam. Her financé.”

whatever. They were dancing. They seemed pretty

of thing I’d rather not know. The last thing I want to picture is

man. I really need to

I prompt. She must notice my discomfort because a small

obviously delighting in this.

upon myself to warn him. You know, after what she did

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