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Her Pride

Page 61

by C.M. Raven

“You will, because you will not stay here,” she says, getting up. “Wheels up in fifteen.”

My eyes follow her back out of the library as I recall her words. I am flying back with Simon. So, does it mean she is staying here?

I don’t want to go back. I can’t.

My hands tremble just thinking about being back in London, and yet all I want is to leave this house and her behind me.

I also need to take care of my cats.

I get up and don’t even care about putting the book or anything back. I scramble my phone from the floor. It has a broken display.

Whatever,I think. I hate the thing anyway, and I only have it to check on Bella and my mother, who calls me every day. Except for yesterday. Probably, most of the calls and messages come from her; she might believe I died because I didn’t answer the phone.

I take the coat, slip on the loafers, and head out to the helicopter. I don’t even look back. It is nothing I want to remember.

“Miss Phillips,” says Simon, the pilot, and holds out a hand for me to take. “I just finished the check, and we’re ready to head back.”

I nod and take the hand reluctantly before I aim to climb into the helicopter.

I don’t know what makes me do it, but somehow I turn. I glance back at the manor house, although I don’t want to.

Victoria stands behind a window, watching me. So she’s really staying here.

Our eyes meet.

My body jolts.

I hesitate.

But I can’t. This is not what I want. I need my peace and quiet.

So, I get in the helicopter.

The door is closed with utmost finality to a chapter ending.

The vibration begins.

Tears stream down my face.

I haven’t felt this horrible ever before.

This has all been a huge mistake.

I should have never left the bloody house.

Stupid, stupid idiot.

14

MIA

PLAYLIST: MAKE IT RAIN – GEORGE BARNETT

It is night when I close the door to the flat behind me and sink to the ground. A horror-struck Bella has opened the door for me because I didn’t even have the key to my own flat right now.

“What the bloody hell! I was worried sick!”

“Don’t,” I tell her. “I can’t right now, can’t.”