By the time I got home, I was more pissed off than upset. She dismissed me like I was nothing more than a pest. I f*****g loved her, and she was through with me as soon as she could run back to her life. She could have at least tried to pretend our time together meant something to her.
Whatever. I didn’t need her.
I took a shower and debated joining everyone for the cookout that night. A part of me wanted to because it would distract me, but I wasn’t sure I could actually face Ginny. She would pretend we were little more than friends, and I’d have to sit there as my heart f*****g shattered in my chest.
I wanted to not love her, but it was too late for that.
I picked up my phone to let Kiana know I didn’t need the next day off and realized I missed a call from Mr. Jacobs.
“Good afterno
