I was in shock. I almost didn’t speak to Sarah for the entire duration of our trip back to Connecticut. We went straight to my old apartment.
It had been months since I last visited it. It was exactly the way it was when I’d left it. Sarah was kind enough to ask a maid to clean it up at least twice a month.
I saw Christian’s spare key on the table. He must have left it there when he found out I was getting married. He left a note for me.
Have a good life, Brianne. I hope he’s what you were looking for.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. I had a good life, all right. And Travis was everything I wanted and more. But I just didn’t know what to feel right now.
“The good thing about it is that it’s Travis,” Sarah said quietly.
“That’s not the point, is it?” I asked in a small voice. “Do you re
