I’m not coming to Brisbane.
Oh, what?Something felt off.
I’m staying in Sydney to work at the company.
I wonder what happened…His voice sounded constricted, somehow.
And I know you said you could come here… but it won’t work.
Alarm flared inside me as I paced across the room.
There’s someone else…
Someone else?I stopped dead.What’s he talking about?
She’s… right for me.
A sharp pain shot through my chest.
You wouldn’t fit in here.
My grip loosened, and I fumbled to catch the phone as it slipped away.
Just stay there. Live your life.
I couldn’t breathe.
I’m sorry.
The room tilted.
Goodbye, Ivy.
My stomach cramped like someone had punched me as a dizzy wave washed over me and my mouth turned dry.
Is this some kind of cruel joke?
This can’t be happening.
I didn’t understand. We’d already worked everything out so that we could be together—this hadn’t been part of it.
Karson wouldn’t do this, not after our time together.
This can’t be real.
No. No way.
I don’t believe it. I’m just going to call him.
My jaw clenched as it went straight to an automated message:The number you have called is unavailable.
I tried his Instagram, but it—and everything else—had vanished.
Tears welled in my eyes as a chill swept through me. Goosebumps prickled my skin, and I stumbled toward the vanity.
This is worse than I thought.
Is this his father’s doing?
