#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

Forcing me to talk every two seconds isn’t going

anything.”

silence will

leave me alone. I’m not going to be able to sort through

always showing

“How much time?”

Maybe forever.” I plant my hand on my chest and shove

He lets me.

I know he’s talking about the argument, but

eyes. He really doesn’t

and Karl has no right to get involved when he’s the one who made

me all those

own fault,”

into place. He hovers in the doorway, but I

the landing and look back,

——————

Karl

rub my heads with my fingers. A dull pain pulses

until it’s impossible to ignore. The headache has been coming on all day, and

it’s going to be a

think I deserve the pain. Maybe it’s some sort of karma. I

even happened, and now she might never forgive

office door, and I sit

“It’s open,” I call.

strides into the room. She gives me a narrow look

my chairs. I take another sip of my drink. Judging by

need it.

get up to get

the only form of

I pour another glass. “Want

“No.”

lid on the crystal decanter and walk back over to my chair. She watches me sit down,

me out about something, but it’s hard

her favorite way to deal with me lately.

really argue with her.

divorce. But I’ve managed to survive

just going to have to let me handle my sh it on my

up Tiffany?” I ask with

crosses her arms. “Maybe I just wanted to

“Okay?”

who you made

eyebrows go up. “Is this about

her, I take

I twirl the liquid

“She was not

seem happy when she left

don’t understand how they even got on the topic. Why would they talk about

ask. “I

dancing the other night,” she says with a wave of her hand.

actually. She was

“Adam. Her financé.”

dancing. They seemed

exactly the kind of thing I’d rather not know. The last thing

really need to do something about

She must notice my discomfort because a small smile emerges on her

obviously delighting in this.

myself to warn him. You know, after

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255