She was already dialing. I didn't know who she called, but her voice came out like a blade. "Listen up. You've got five minutes. Find out where Jesse Swanson is right now. Don't give me excuses. Yes or no."
The moment she hung up, she tossed her phone aside and pulled me into her arms, her face crumpling with heartbreak. "Addie, stop crying. A man like that isn't worth a single tear. Trust me. I'm going to make him pay."
I was... crying?
I touched my cheek. Only then did I realize that cold tears had been streaming down my face all along.
A sharp ache seized my heart, and the pain that had been slow to arrive now flooded through every limb, every nerve, until I could barely breathe.
Because of the gap between our worlds, I had imagined a hundred different ways Jesse and I might end. But not once, not in any version, had I pictured standing in my wedding dress while he threw me away like I was nothing.
Some time later, Nora's phone buzzed with a message.
"Son of a— He's out at a club right now? He actually has the nerve to be chasing women tonight?" She was shaking with fury. "I'll ruin him before sunrise!"