“What happened?”
“He had an affair.”
“What a fucking arsehole.”
“And she walked in on them.”
“Oh, my God.”
“And now he’s with that other woman, and they just wander around town like nothing happened.”
“I always said he was an idiot.”
“It doesn’t surprise me that she’s so cold towards you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“You said you don’t like gossip.”
I glare at him.
“It wasn’t my place to tell you.”
“Then why are you telling me now?”
“It seems different now.”
“What?”
“You seem…genuinely interested in her.”
Unfortunately, he’s right.
“So, maybe if you knew the whole story, you’d know which cards to avoid playing…”
“What are you talking about?”
“I like Jordan. I never liked Steven Hill.”
I smile, despite myself.
“And you’re alright, too.”
“Wow, thanks.”
“I think that people deserve a chance in life. Steven Hill wasn’t for her, just like Dublin, money and fame wasn’t for you.”
“How do you know that?”
“I think that your second chance is currently asleep upstairs.”
I nod slowly, a strange emotion seeping through my body.
“And I think that someone could help you take that chance, without letting it slip away. And if, in the meantime, you don’t let that person slip away, either… Well, that would be great.”
Jordan
I’ve never been nervous for the bell to go off, before. I’ve never been nervous for work in my entire life – not even on my first day as headmistress. But, right now, I’m about to throw up my non-existent breakfast all over my desk.
