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"I do see that!" I sob, wretched "I love you!"

"You keep saying that, but it doesn’t h"

I gape at hi finally crashing through h, but what he really h for hi desperation sweep through th I can’t bear for him to see me like this, torn apart with devastation when he never really loved o ahead and leave!" I beg, "It’s all you’re good for, isn’t it? A fking useless quitter So go!"

I sink back to h me, uncontrollable It’s an empty ache like I’ve never known, the pain so sharp it’s like ony

"Jules," Emerson takes a step towards me His voice falters "Let me take you home"

"No!" I screaain!" My voice breaks, and I crurief so black I can hardly breathe I wish it were another panic attack--a brief spell that will pass--but I know, this won’t ever fade This pain will be h for hih for h

I stay huddled there, wracked with desperate, empty sobs Finally I hear Eine of the truck starting He drives away, leaving onizing pieces Coone

CHAPTER TWELVE

I surface frorily atto choke back the tears as the chorus is unleashed, cruel and taunting in irl

What made you think it would be any different this time?

I round the corner up the driveway and then stop dead There’s a U-Haul truck pulled up in front of the house, the doors wide open I feel a surge of indignation The neners can’t be here already! The realtor only just called, she said I had until the end of the week

"Hello?" I call, coainst the side of the house, full of junk to donate I sigh, irritated by the intrusion--just when I want to be left alone I make an effort to sound more friendly, after all, they are about to shell out a decent amount of money for the place I ht I had more time"

"It’s OK, it’s just me" A faes around the side of the house

It’s Daniel