Too Late For Your Love

lled up outside my apartment buildin

requests your presence a

he powerful executive

eyes, sat at the head of the table. Andrew Scott, his notoriously ruthless A&R man, "The Hatc

with false sincerity. "Your loyalty the other nigh

backing of the label. And of course," he added with a smile that didn't r

. Everything I had supposedly worked for. A f

a deep

" I

's smile faltered. Nathaniel stared

voice shaking but clear. "And I won

ter, the boardroom door burst op

e's collapsed! She's having

ale. He shot up from his ch

mpletely gone, grabbed my a

Don't do this.

on was already divided. From the next

Nate, I ne

nif

moment of chaos, as people rushed around, a purse fell from a ne

vintage, laminated tour pass. A rare coll

d collectors' stalls. I gave it to him on his birthday, a piec

gift. My effort. My love.

the fin

out. "You want to know why I'm leaving? Because of this." I wrenched my arm free and pulled down the collar of my shirt, exposi

e wound, stunne

gave you that. You gave my gift to her. You used me, Nathanie

ed his mouth, but no words

licking back toward the sound of Jennifer's voice. "But

said, turning away

out of the building, and out