You'll Miss Me When I'm DoneChapter 1
My stomach was killing me, but my very own fiancé? Oh, he actually just shoved me right out of his car!
Just 'cause my stomach cramps "interrupted" his sweet little talk with his childhood friend?!
I literally begged him to let me stay! But nope, he couldn't have cared less. That jerk just rolled up his car's window all slow, actually hissing, "Now, shut up!"
I ended up in the hospital with a stomach ulcer. I called him—over 10 times! And he just rejected every single call!
But when I glanced down the hall, turned out, he was just there—my oh-so-caring fiancé, protectively helping his pregnant childhood friend!
"Easy there, Josie, alright? We don't want you falling and hurting your little one..."
Once I recovered and was finally discharged, I headed to the Twilight Summit and stayed there for a week. Just me.
After 10 days of no word from Peter, that jerk started blowing up my phone out of nowhere like he'd lost his mind.
[Dammit, Hailey! Why the hell haven't you been checking up on me lately, huh?!]
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By the time I picked up his call, I noticed it was nearly the 40th—just after I got back from my trip.