Invisible Future by Lindsey Anderle

Author:Lindsey Anderle [Anderle, Lindsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lindsey Anderle
Published: 2018-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Breakfast the next morning was a melancholy affair. I stared dejectedly into my bowl of cereal, scooping it up and letting it plop back off my spoon.

“Okay, enough, this is too depressing.” I heard Whitney say. “Have you not talked to Lane yet?”

I shook my head, both to answer her and to keep my tears at bay. I had shown her his messages earlier, hoping for some insight on what I should do next. She hadn’t been much help.

“Maybe you should just answer him. He seems really sorry.”

I glared at her. “You’re supposed to be on my side, remember? Besides, he said some horrible things. He just deals with me and my issues.”

I pushed away my cereal, too upset to try to keep pretending to eat. Standing up, I took it to the sink and poured it out.

“Are you ever going to put him out of his misery?”

I hung my head, tears pricking my eyes while I took in a shallow breath. Sniffing lightly, I said, “I will. I don’t know when or how. But I will.”

Whitney just watched me, waiting to see what I would do next.

“I’m fine, Whit. Trust me. I just want to go to work and forget any of this ever happened.” I wiped my hands off on a towel and turned to her. “How am I supposed to get over this though? How do I just forget he said those things?” Heat rushed through my eyes and nose as more tears appeared.

Whitney stood up and came over, embracing me. “It’s hard. Once things are said, they can’t be taken back. Good or bad. And what he said, those weren’t good things. But I think they were also said emotionally and in the heat of the moment. He loves you Abigail. Take the time to hear him out and make him apologize in person. You deserve that much, and so does he.”

I nodded. “You’re right. Maybe I can see if he wants to meet for lunch or something.”

Whitney patted me on the shoulder. “Great idea. Now go clean up and get ready for work. Wear something hot so he can feel even worse.”

I laughed, happy to be feeling a little better. “You’re brilliant. I’m going to go find something to wear.”

Which was apparently easier said than done. I had been standing inside of my closet for almost ten minutes trying to find the perfect outfit to wear. I sighed, wishing I could go shopping before work. Finally, I grabbed my black pencil skirt and a turquoise, silky button-up shirt. My black heels would complete the outfit.

After putting on some makeup, I grabbed my work bag and headed back out to the living room. Whitney looked up from the couch and whistled at me. “You look hot! And that skirt,” she said, giving me the A-Okay sign with her fingers. “You’ll definitely knock him dead.”

I turned around and stuck my butt out at her. “So, you’re saying I should accidentally drop something and pick it up in front of him?” I laughed.

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