EVANGELINE
I turned to find Alexander standing behind me dressed in jeans and a large jacket over his body. I hadn’t seen him since he abandoned me on the road.
“When did you get back home yesterday?” I asked and he shrugged.
“Late. That doesn’t-”
“Do you want to know when I got back home? Or how?” I crossed my arms over my chest. “Did you even look for me?”
“Don’t change the subject, Evangeline.”
It was in that moment I realized that my suspicions were right. He hadn’t looked for me. He hadn’t even tried.
I scoffed. “You’re impossible.”
“I’m impossible? What the f**k do you call this?”
I wanted to ask what he meant when I realized he wasn’t looking at me. I followed his line of sight only to find him staring at the wedding dress that I’d thrown into the trash.
He walked over, d
