#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

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

anything.”

not sure how silence

me alone. I’m not going

he’s always showing

“How much time?”

plant my hand on

He lets me.

he’s talking about the argument, but also

see it in his eyes. He really

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

me all those years

own fault,” I say.

shut, the lock clicking into place. He hovers

landing and look back, he’s

——————

Karl

sip on my drink and rub my heads with my fingers. A dull

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

to be

help but think I deserve the pain. Maybe it’s

even happened, and now

knock on my office door, and I

“It’s open,” I call.

strides into the room. She gives me

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

need it.

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

but it’s the only form of stress

me as I pour another glass.

“No.”

replace the lid on the crystal decanter and walk back over to my

She’s clearly here to chew me out about something, but it’s

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

really argue with her.

divorce. But I’ve

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

up Tiffany?” I ask with

“Maybe I just wanted to say hello

“Okay?”

made a fool of

eyebrows go up. “Is

her, I

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

“She was not

happy

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

up?” I ask. “I

she says with a

actually. She was out with some

“Adam. Her financé.”

They seemed pretty hot

not know. The last

man. I really need to

must notice my discomfort because a small smile emerges on her

obviously delighting in this.

warn him.

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