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Bill looked at his watch He was acting a bit strange, like he was in a hurry to go so in Seaport? You know you are welcoet a hotel roo Bill’s dey It appeared that they weren’t here for a social visit

"We don’t want to intrude," Ellen quickly replied "We have a hotel rooht and then we, um, have much to do too out to eat if you’re hungry or I canfor you to eat upstairs," I offered

Why do they look nervous? They keep looking at each other This is getting weird I noticed the band stopped playing, so it wasn’t quite as loud any out in the pub seeet louder

"No, we ate before we came here," Bill somberly replied

I felt ? I feel like you’re going to tell

"He’s … trying to judge their reaction to ed hison" Pain, agony, all too familiar, seeped back into my soul It only took hih ofburn roll up into ive up the onlytonderful parents on top of it I bitto hold back a sob

"Did he send you for his things?" I whispered, assu his parents were here to pack his stuff up Tears cracked and bled fro out of the apartment "He doesn’t even want to talk to me anymore?"

"Oh, Honey, no!" Ellen quickly answered

"Ellen, I’ you" I couldn’t stop the tears

"Oh, for God’s sake," Bill huffed He turned on his heels and hastily bolted for the door

"Great Now I’ve offended his father too" I walked over to the large steel sink that Ryan paid for and ripped a few paper towels out of the holder to wipe my eyes I had desperately hoped that Ryan and I would try to resolve things before finally calling it quits, but that didn’t seeasping for air between sobs, gripping the counter to hold myself up

This is it – the moment of truth - it’s officially over

"Taryn, Ryan didn’t send us And I’m fairly certain that whatever he has to say to you he will tell you hi to be okay!"

Bill popped his head around the cracked kitchen door "Ellen, it’s tiasped deeply from the shock I must have really offended hio to hell, don’t ever call

Ellen sh her purse "Let me freshen you up a bit first" She opened up her co ed, completely confused by her actions Maybe she felt ain? Maybe it was her final gesture of being nice to ain?

Before I knew it, she was rubbing lipstick over esture is to get et hit on by some drunken asshole who is destined to be ain

"There!" she said, rubbing her thu one side around o?"

"Go where?" I followed her out of the kitchen

My watery eyes had to adjust to the darkened pub at down at a table for two near the poolroo anywhere What the hell is going on here?

I stood there staring at them, completely du to make sense of it all I think I was just dumped by my boyfriend’s parents who are here tohere having a drink? What the…?