I laid on the couch, face propped up on a pillow. The TV was on, but my eyes were too blurry to know what was going on. I believe I was watching a reality show, but I’m not sure. The pillow was wet from my tears. I couldn’t believe Jacob would take Buster away on my birthday. He hadn’t even said anything except that the owner had called. I buried my face into the pillow, trying to block out any thought of that traitorous prince.
The door opened. I sat up, turning to look to see who it was. Tanner entered with his hands full of bags. I hadn’t the time to question what he was doing as Jacob walked in right behind him. I stood up, crossing my arms over my chest. I was going to give him a piece of my mind.
“Were you waiting for me?” He asked, looking surprised to see me.
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