But by the time Labor Day weekend approached, Jordan had become very secretive, including ending calls abruptly whenever she walked in the room. Karli had begun to worry that maybe he’d changed his mind about the two of them.
Maybe the reality of a ‘ready-made’ family finally sank in, and he just can’t figure out how to break it to me, she worried as she washed dishes at Sarah’s sink.
The doorbell ringing caught her attention, and she shuffled to answer it.
“Hey,” Jordan said nonchalantly when Karli opened the door. “I have some errands to run. Want to come with me?”
“Um, sure, I guess,” she shrugged. But she could tell he was holding something back, and the realization hit her like a ton of bricks.
Oh, my God. He’s breaking up. He doesn’t want to see me anymore, her brain concluded,
