#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

face him. “I need space, Karl. Forcing me to

anything.”

how silence

me time.” I need him to leave me alone. I’m

always showing up

“How much time?”

plant my hand on my chest and shove him

He lets me.

know he’s talking about the argument, but

eyes. He really doesn’t like what he saw, but I

get

me all those years

your own fault,”

place. He hovers in the doorway, but I

landing and look back,

——————

Karl

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

ignore. The headache has been coming

going to be a

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

even happened, and now she might never forgive

a knock on my office door, and I sit

“It’s open,” I call.

opens, and Tiffany strides into the room. She gives me a narrow look

my chairs. I take another sip of my drink.

need it.

drink and get up

form of stress

track me as I pour another glass. “Want

“No.”

crystal decanter and walk back over to my chair. She

clearly here to chew me out about

love seems to be her favorite way to deal with me lately. She thinks I’m spiraling,

really argue with her.

since the divorce. But

just going to have to let me handle my sh it

Tiffany?” I

just wanted to say hello to

“Okay?”

you made

up. “Is

spoken to her, I

the liquid around, watching it slosh up

was

definitely didn’t seem happy when she left the

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

I ask. “I

other night,” she says with a wave of her hand. “I was surprised to

her, actually. She was out with

“Adam. Her financé.”

dancing. They seemed pretty

the kind of thing I’d rather not

man. I really need to do something about

must notice my discomfort because a small smile emerges on her

obviously delighting in this.

him. You know, after

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