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I shake off the thought and return the cologne to the cabinet Still without hair products, I decide to focus on et toat it like it’s so device "Where are you?" I whisper softly, but I’ to her or me I am lost in her life, and I wonder if I want to be found? Does she want to be found wherever she is? Has she escaped into a new life like I have?

With Rebecca ona soft, natural look with loss With no hair products, I turn on the dryer, and wish for so serum Ten minutes later, ht now

I drop the towel and grab the robe, wrapping it around me, ready to find ain, reaching for Chris’s cologne and squirting it all over , I draw in the spicy scent and s like Chris

Tentatively, I pull open the door to the bathroom and Chris is nowhere to be found, but the bedrooaze settles on the s, all fro next door On the floor is a woman’s Louis Vuitton travel case which would sport a 2500 price tag

My throat goes dry and my chest hurts I walk toward the ites I see they are packed with clothes, shoes, and even, yes, bath items and a flat iron A very expensive flat iron that puts ain special to shame

I’ve been in the shower maybe forty-fivespree Or rather, he called downstairs and the staff juh hoops These are expensive iteins to thunder in my chest These are all stores I used to shop at Stores I enjoyed Sure, I left the money behind, but a more humble life hasn’t been easy I’ve found a place to store away the hunger forelse associated with my past I’d convinced s That I didn’t care But staring at these bags, there is an ache inside s It’s about everything I left behind, about how easily that old life forgotyou don’t like we can take back e get back to the city"

I turn to find Chris standing in the doorway, one shoulder propped against the doorja sexy and all man "I can’t take these clothes, Chris"

He pushes off the doorjamb "Of course you can"

"No No, I can’t" I feel panic rising inside me

He stops in front of s"

"I made us reservations someplace special We have ht away"