(Sabrina’s POV)
I hung up before he could respond.
My hands were shaking. Sophia, who'd been eavesdropping from the kitchen, appeared with a glass of water.
"He's just jealous. Seeing you happy with someone else is probably killing him. Don’t take his words to heart."
“Am I that dumb? The second we became exes, he ceased to exist in my world. Why would I care about his opinions?”
But Dustin's call did remind me of something important. The thirty-day deadline the court gave him to vacate my house is this Saturday. Two days from now.
This means I’ll have my house back in two days.
The thought fills me with something close to euphoria.
"Soph," I turn to my best friend, who's already pulling up furniture websites on her laptop like she can read my mind. "We need to go shopping."
"Fina
