“Wow, okay then.” Surprised and overwhelmingly hurt, Renee hugged herself close. “I get it. I’m sorry. I just love you, sis.”

“I love you too, more than words can say, but please get out of here. I’m begging you. Go enjoy the party.”

As if. As soon as she exited the bathroom, she knew she had to get out of here. She was worried about Bree—really worried. She had to get to the bottom of this. And yes, she was feeling a bit sorry for herself too. She barged back into the party. With the strands of lights and flowers it looked like a fairy tale. Too bad it felt like a nightmare.

Myles was still chatting with Dan and Essie, though Jill Kelly had joined the group. Essie was resting her hand on Dr. Dan’s forearm and laughing at something he’d just said.

Essie was so outgoing and effervescent, the very sort of woman to entertain him without expecting more from him than he was able to give.

She needed to let the fantasy go. Let the ship sail.

She discreetly tapped Myles on the shoulder.

“Hey,” she murmured. “I’m sorry, but I’m getting a crushing migraine. Do you think you can get another lift home?”

“You poor thing!” Myles exclaimed entirely too loudly. “But don’t worry about me, sweet pea. Dr. Hanlon here passes my place on the way out to his cabin. I’m sure I can beg a ride from him.”

“Who said I’m letting this babe go home alone tonight?” Essie winked, making the small group burst into laughter.

Renee and Dan locked eyes. He quickly glanced to some mystery spot on the ceiling. Her stomach muscles clenched. She felt like she was going to throw up. “Thanks again for joining me tonight,” she told Myles quickly. “Have a nice night, everyone.”

Turning sharply on her foot, she made a beeline for the door.

Once outside, she sucked in deep breaths of the salty air, trying to fill her lungs to bursting. Maybe that would put her out of her misery. She leaned against the brick building and closed her eyes, willing the tears to stay put. She had been through hell and back with Russell. She was not going to let this man who she’d slept with one measly time drive her to tears.

“Renee?” She looked up sharply. Dan. His eyes were narrowed with concern. His movements cautious, hesitant. “I didn’t realize you get migraines. Will you be okay driving home?”

She couldn’t deal with a pity gesture, not right now.

“Oh it’s just one of those things. Boring really.” She made an offhand gesture. “I’ll manage.”

And before he could say another word, she fled to her car.

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

Sadie could hardly breathe.