His First Love, My Last Goodbye

aled Adrian's number. He pi

rasped, my

ping with cold satisfaction. "Do you like them?

g my eyes. "Why would you do this

of Cassie. You've always been jealous. You did this

zzed in my ear, a flat, final sound

lked out of the hospital wearing a ridiculously expensive dress he had boug

ollowed me dow

The one from

do something so disgu

like such

alms. I held my head high and walked out into t

ng men were lounging against a spor

r jeered, stepping in front of me. "If it

ends sn

way," I said,

e up and down. "I like that.

y face. I slapped his han

. "Come on, don't be like tha

s car. I struggled, my heart po

I saw

is car. He was so gentle with her, his movements fu

d, a desperate, las

es met mine across the street. He saw

t of tinted glass sealing me out of his world foreve

e. And h

ck to the horrifying reality. "Looks like you

fought back, kicking and scratchin

my ankle twisting, and fell hard onto the paveme

s grabbing, pulling. I screamed, fighti

ck suits, Adrian's bodyguards, had appeared out of no

ried you wouldn't be able to get a cab," he

s, the raw scrapes on my knees. And I started to laugh. A wil

t his

ted, drove away, and the

attachment I had to him, it died right there on th

st thing I saw was an image in my mind.

into the encroaching b