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 me. You have

departure from my past self who’d eat anything

Bryant accepted it back, no further

“Passing back a drink you’ve sipped? You know, that’s not very clean. You

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

didn’t realize you two were still so close, even after all these

Bryant shot back in a

them.

“Who cares” Bryant retorted.

rolled her eyes but managed a smile. It reminds me of someone who, on his wedding

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Chapter 9

Bryant’s face darkened, and he sharply cut her

the brakes, barely stopping before the crosswalk, my

hurt and confusion flooded jn, tinged with the bitter realization of Bryant’s absence on our wedding night, a night he had vanished after a mysterious phone call, leaving me.. alone

by Timothy, Bryant’s grandfather, our marriage had begun on

offhand comment

looked between them, feeling like the butt