When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 9

Knowing Bryant was waiting for me, the last thing I expected was to find someone else in the passenger seat, especially someone who was supposed to hitch a ride, Margaret, sitting there as if she belonged..

I was on the verge of turning around and

Bryant with an outstretched hand. “Kaving, but reason held me back. I approached

Without a word, Bryant handed them over.

I circled the front of the car and slid into the driver’s seat, catching Margaret’s stiff and surprised expression. I couldn’t help but smirk. “What’s the big deal? You’re practically Bryant’s sister. Hitching a ride is the least of our worries.”

Then, leaning over to glance at Bryant still outside, I called, “Come on, get in. Timothy must be waiting.”

The drive was eerily silent like we were trapped in a tomb.

Margaret tried to strike up a conversation with Bryant but gave up, probably because it was awkward to turn back constantly.

Sensing my discomfort, Bryant suddenly handed me a bottle. “Mango juice, your favorite.”

sip, grimaced, and handed it back.

sour flavors, a departure from my past self who’d

back, no

a drink you’ve sipped? You know, that’s

concern. “By that logic, we’re in even more danger sleeping in the sam

realize you two

back in

between them. Margaret snarked back, “Jealous? Why would I

“Who cares” Bryant retorted.

of someone who, on his wedding night, heard I was in trouble and

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darkened, and he sharply

brakes, barely stopping before the crosswalk, my heart sour like soaked in

absence on our wedding night, a night he had vanished after a mysterious phone call, leaving me..

grandfather, our marriage had begun on rocky grounds, with many questions left

offhand comment had reopened

looked between them, feeling like the butt of