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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

“Okay. Let’s say, for the sake of arguing, that you’re right. Diego assumed the worst about me running after Paul. So, what? Should his first reaction really have been to give up? Step aside. Run away.”

“Did you two ever talk feelings?”

“No, it all happened so quickly. And then he was gone.”

“So he’s a little impulsive. Shouldn’t you give the guy a second chance?”

“Me? He doesn’t want a second chance, Blair,” I say, exasperated. “I called him, texted him, wrote him an email basically begging him to pick up the phone. Nothing. He ignored me. Shut me out completely. Our night together was probably a one-night stand while on a job to him, and nothing more.”

“Then why leave and not stay to finish the job if he didn’t care?”

“Maybe he really had a better offer back in the city, I don’t know. This isn’t a fairy tale, Blair, there wasn’t an evil queen who forced him to leave. He left because he wanted to, and the story doesn’t have a happy ending. Happily ever afters don’t exist in the real world.”

“But—”

“Don’t you dare say you found yours with Richard, and it’s only a matter of time before I find mine. It’s what coupled people say to singles, and we hate to hear it.”

“Okay, I won’t, but I’m still not convinced Diego left because he doesn’t care. Did he give the money back?”

“Yeah, why?”

“See? He cares.”

“It changes nothing. The only positive fact I can see out of this whole situation is that I won’t start the new year broke.”

“I don’t know.” Blair plays with her hair as she thinks. “Seems to me you guys are just being two stubborn idiots.”

“Arrrhf-woof.”

“You agree that I’m being an idiot?” I ask the dog.

Chevron gives two positive barks in response.

“Well, what am I supposed to do, in your mighty opinions?” I ask. “I already tried calling him and texting. I’m not going to knock on his door to beg him to talk.”

“No, you’re right.” Blair nods. “It shouldn’t be you,” she says, and spends the rest of the journey staring out of the window, deep in thought.

Twenty-two

New Year’s Eve

On the last night of the year, I sit on the toilet lid and watch Blair do her makeup as we chat. I’m not quite able to squash my resentment.

“When is Richard picking you up?” I ask.

Blair peeks at her watch. “Should be here in less than an hour. Gosh, I have to hurry.” She gives another brush to her lashes with the mascara wand. “Could you please plug in the flat iron for me?”

“Sure,” I snap.

I catch her throwing me a side stare in the mirror while I comply with her request.