CHAPTER 31 –
CHESTER
An hour later, I head back to the bedroom I share with Isla. I've been avoiding talking to her since the party ended. But I can't keep avoiding her. Sooner or later, I'm gonna have to face her. So why don't I just do it now and get it over with?
At the very least, I owe her an explanation. And of course, an apology. I've always wanted to end things with her but I never wanted it to be this messy. So I do owe her a good apology.
Opening the door, I find her frantically packing her clothes from the closet into her suitcase. The room is a mess. The lampstand is scattered to pieces. Shards of glass are littered at every corner. The sheets are turned upside down like this is some psycho ward.
She had quite an angry fit – the room is enough proof. But the messiness of
