We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Carle was in a stupor.

Sheena lifted her lips into a bitter smile. “I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll leave now.” She said and left.

“Sheen.” There was a slight change of emotions on Carle’s face.

Sheena stopped in her steps but did not turn back.

“I’m sorry,” Carle said quietly as he stared at her frail figure. He had been entirely in the dark all these years and had unconsciously hurt her. He never imagined that their childhood friendship would turn out this way.

Out of the four of them, Rachel was probably the only one without all these complications. Carle closed his eyes. He was envious of how carefree her life must be.

“If it wasn’t for what happened, I wouldn’t have said all these. You don’t have to feel sorry for me, Carle. I’m fine. However, you should think about your relationship with Liz. Don’t make it

as

closed, Carle’s eyes shifted. He seemed to

she was scared I wouldn’t wake up from my coma. And now, she probably isn’t saying anything to me because she doesn’t want to date me.

he thought about it, he would deny it vehemently and

against the chair and

…

unperturbed. She had called Brandon but couldn’t get ahold of him. So, she had no

crossed over the other. He was holding a cigarette in his right hand, and when he dipped his fingers slightly, ashes would fall into the ashtray beneath. Brandon was a very good-looking man, especially with those mesmerizing onyx

slowly and under the gaze