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.”

and handed it back. “Too sweet for

a departure from my past self who’d

Bryant accepted it back,

drink you’ve sipped? You know, that’s not very clean. You could spread all sorts of bacteria that

even more danger sleeping in the sam bed

didn’t realize you

Bryant shot back in

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

“Who cares” Bryant retorted.

someone who, on his wedding night, heard I was in

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face darkened, and he

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

of Bryant’s absence on our wedding night, a night he had vanished after a mysterious

begun on rocky grounds, with

moment, Margaret’s offhand comment had reopened that wound deeper

looked between them, feeling like the butt