Bree’s P.O.V.
I was sitting in my new bedroom, my cellphone resting in my hand. I had been texting back and forth with Carlo for a bit. I missed him dearly as my best friend, and needed his guidance and advice here. But when he texted me that he had seen Luke, because Nora and he had been house haunting with him, I had felt all the color leaving my face, and I had felt how I became sick to my stomach. Looking at the words on my cellphone screen only made my suspicions become a reality. The thoughts that I had had were now true. I knew that once I left, Luke would go to Nora, they would become a happy family. He would forget about me, so why on earth would I be here, still thinking about him, worrying about him, when he was already buying a house for him and his new family? A pang of jealo
