#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

“I need space, Karl. Forcing me to talk every two

anything.”

silence

to leave me alone. I’m not going

he’s always showing up

“How much time?”

plant my hand on my

He lets me.

he’s talking about the argument, but

and I can see it in his eyes. He really doesn’t like what

has no right to get involved when

me all those years

fault,” I say. “Goodbye,

place. He hovers in

When I reach the landing and look back,

——————

Karl

on my drink and rub my heads with my fingers. A dull pain pulses in my

long until it’s impossible to ignore. The headache has been coming

it’s going to be

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

never even happened, and now

my office door, and I sit up

“It’s open,” I call.

strides into the room. She gives

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

need it.

say. I finish my drink and get up to get another. Drinking probably won’t

form

eyes track me as I pour another glass.

“No.”

decanter and walk back over to my chair. She watches me

here to chew me out about

deal with

really argue with her.

the divorce. But

pretty tired of her lectures. She’s just going to have to let me handle

Tiffany?” I ask

her arms. “Maybe I just wanted

“Okay?”

you made a fool

go up. “Is this about

her, I

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

“She was

definitely didn’t seem happy when

topic. Why would they talk about

up?” I ask. “I didn’t think

out dancing the other night,” she says with a wave of her hand. “I was

She was

“Adam. Her financé.”

were dancing. They seemed pretty hot and

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

really need

because a small

obviously delighting in this.

upon myself to warn him. You know,

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