He had the nerve to kiss my forehead before leaving as if he were doing something noble by abandoning me. The next two weeks were a blur of tears and silence as I stayed in my old apartment and ignored the world.
I kept my phone off to avoid going crazy until I eventually saw a post from Melody online. She was standing on the porch of the new house in a tight white dress with her hand on her stomach.
Garrett was hugging her from behind and the caption said that this was finally their new beginning. I grabbed my keys and drove to the house immediately because I realized they were actually moving in that very day.
The moving truck was already parked out front and men were carrying a cream colored sofa onto the porch. Melody was standing at the entrance wearing dark sunglasses and barking orders at the movers like she owned the place.
She didn’t even flinch when she saw me get out of my car and walk toward her with purpose. “It is good that you showed up so we can avoid any scenes later on,” she said with a smug smirk.