chapter twenty-four

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I managed to slip out of Ben's bed unnoticed by the early afternoon, though it had taken some prying out of his one-armed grip. If that was a preview of what possibly being married to him would be like, I didn't know how excited I was, because he sure enjoyed invading my personal space.

My mom had made a personal visit to my room asking about Ben, and I had to nearly shove her out after reassuring her that he was still very much alive. Part of my unnecessary frustration with her fussing came from the text I had unexpectedly received from Jeffrey.

A minute had passed of me blankly staring at my phone, as it was comical he'd say that after having broken up with me

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A minute had passed of me blankly staring at my phone, as it was comical he'd say that after having broken up with me.

Another message.

A million thoughts had raced through my mind after reading that

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A million thoughts had raced through my mind after reading that. Was he cheating? Is there another girl now? Is he dying? Does he want to get back together?

The worst part was I had no idea what it was, out of all of those, but I sure as hell wasn't going to text him back right away. So I found myself heading down to the lobby to simply think, freshly showered and dressed in a casual white maxi dress that made me look even taller than I was.

As I sat down in an armchair in the lounge, by the windows overlooking the pool, I didn't expect to find Leila and Eric sitting at a small table only a couple feet away. They couldn't see me from my angle, but I had a perfect view of the two of them, engaged in what appeared to be a stressful conversation. Leila, like my mother, repeatedly adjusted her diamond wedding ring when she was stressed, and Eric, like Ben, tended to keep his fingers tugged through his hair.

I strained my ear to listen in on what they were saying, as the last time I had brought up the possibility of something being wrong between them, Leila had brushed me away like a buzzing fly.

"Why are you always so quick to give up? Especially about this, when you know how much it means to me?" Leila hissed, her wedding ring nervously sliding up and down her finger.

Eric leaned farther across the table. "Because...because maybe I just don't see the point in tiring ourselves out for any longer."

"So, you don't think it's worth it at all?"

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