Loving Rowan by Ariadne Wayne

Author:Ariadne Wayne [Wayne, Ariadne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781500403638
Goodreads: 22561524
Publisher: Northnet Limited
Published: 2014-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

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Being back in my room was weird. The last time I was there was the wedding, when Kyle had told me he loved me, turning my knees to jelly when he’d kissed me. He was so sure of himself, and for the first time I’d felt as if someone was really being honest with their feelings toward me. Everything was ruined now.

Andrew. It all came back to him. My unrequited love; my ruin. I’d loved him my whole life, and now I regretted ever meeting him. My heart was still broken over Charlie’s death. They’d both kept their relationship a secret from me, but she was the one who had voiced her regret over it. Not Andrew. I don’t think he even cared.

I wish I knew where you were.

Checking my phone for the millionth time, just in case Kyle had messaged me, left me feeling empty. There was nothing but all the text messages I’d sent him.

I unpacked the car into a space my dad made me in the shed near the house, bursting into tears at the sight of that damn console. Kyle had bought that to apologise, but now I saw it was his way of getting to know me. I’d been so blind to his intentions, and now I had nothing of him, not even his friendship.

After dinner, I crawled into bed to feel sorry for myself. Mum tapped on the door, entering with a cup of cocoa in her hand. “Here you go, love. Just like you used to have it.”

I sat up, clutching the mug to me. “Thanks, Mum.”

She sat on the bed, stroking my leg. “You okay??”

I shook my head. “I love Kyle. I hate this.”

Her brows furrowed. “What was Andrew thinking? That poor girl has only been gone a short time, and he’s causing trouble for you?”

“I know. I told him he was disgusting.”

Tears rolled down my cheeks, and Mum frowned. “I’m so sorry to hear it. Tell you what, though, I truly believe that if you’re meant to be with Kyle, you’ll find a way back to one another.”

“I hope so,” I whispered.

“Did I ever tell you the story of how I ended up with your father?” she asked, a wistful smile spreading across her face.

“No. Didn’t you two go to school together or something?”

“We did. We were friends, but not close friends. I had a thing for your uncle, Alan.”

I nearly spat the cocoa out over the bed. “You had a thing for Dad’s brother?”

“He was older, and he had a car of his own. I was star struck, though. I knew your Dad had a crush on me. He was so sweet, but Alan was exciting. Then, Alan asked me out.”

“Did you go out with him?”

She nodded. “Honey, it was as boring as watching paint dry. All he talked about was himself. We saw a movie, and he drove me home, stopping outside the house and unzipping his pants.”

I knew I was gaping, but I couldn’t help it. My mother never talked about sex.

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