“Wait, Kaia knew beforehand?!”
Shit! “She kind of caught us kissing at the store, but I made her promise not to say anything.”
“Wow, you guys are so fucking classy! Who else knows?”
“Cara, Please don’t ask me?—”
“Who else knows, Drea?! Can you spare me the truth for once? Don’t I at least deserve that?”
“Of course you do, Cara. That’s why I am here. I’m so sorry we?—”
“Who else knows about you two, Drea?!”
I winced. “Everyone else.”
She was quiet for a moment, and I wondered what she was going to say next.
“This is un-fucking-believable! You all must think so little of me to have hidden this. The fact that literally everyone knew?—”
“Cara, we don’t think little of you at all. It was my fault. I asked them not to say anything. If I’m being honest, at the beginning, I didn’t know what we were doing or if it would last, and I didn’t want to complicate things for something that might have been short term, but I quickly realized that what I felt for her, what I still feel for her, wasn’t going anywhere. At that point, it was too late and it would have made things too messy, which I guess it still did in the end. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but please don’t cut Blair out of your life. She really cares about your friendship, and no part of this was her fault.”
“I honestly don’t care what your excuses are. The point is, everyone thought it was okay to hide something from me like we were never really friends to begin with. You are wasting your breath and my time. I think it’s time for you to go and take your half-assed apology with you. We are done here.”
She left no room for discussion as she opened her door, waiting for me to pass by. I hated everything about this situation, and I sighed in defeat. I didn’t think I could have said anything else to change her mind.
As I walked out the door, I turned around and gave her one last pleading look. I hadn’t noticed how red her eyes were until now. She was trying to look away so I couldn’t see them. “Cara, I am so sorry.”
She looked at me, and all I could see was hurt and sadness in her gaze. “Me too, Dre.” And with that, she shut the door and I was left on her front porch, alone.
Chapter Forty-One
Blair
Ihadn’t left the house since I left Cara’s office two weeks ago.I had tried every way possible to reach out. Phone calls, video calls, texts, emails—hell, I even tried to send her a Facebook message. None of them were even opened.
I wasn’t stupid enough to show up at her office, and it would have been embarrassing for me to take a car to her house just so they could see the door getting slammed in my face.
I’d been trying to forget about everything and everyone, so I spent my days sleeping in and writing as much as I could.
I reached for my phone more often than I cared to admit, tapping on Drea’s contact information, only to start crying again as I threw my phone on the bed.
I was getting cabin fever, though, and I needed to get out of the house. I called a car and put my stuff in a bag while I waited.
I didn’t have many places to go, but I had an idea in mind. My first stop was to the shelter where I took Milo for a walk and got him a cup of whipped cream from Brewed Awakening.
My heart stopped when I went in, worried I would see Drea, but I was able to go in and out without a sighting.
After a few hours of spending time with Marcus and Milo, I called for another car, which arrived in three minutes. I took the car twenty minutes away until it stopped in front of an apartment building.
I had only been there once, and I really hoped she was home. I hadn’t thought to call before I showed up, but it was Sunday, so I knew she wasn’t at the bookstore.
I knocked on the door and was thankful when I heard footsteps a minute later.
“Blair? What are you doing here? What’s wrong?”
“Hey, Kaia. Nothing’s wrong. I’m sorry to bother you. Are you busy?”
She shook her head. “No, of course not. You aren’t bothering me at all. Please come in.”
