Teaching Roman by Geneva Lee

Author:Geneva Lee [Lee, Geneva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ivy Estate
Published: 2017-11-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Next to a villa, my apartment was a shoebox. Cassie was occupying our couch until the dorms opened up, and she insisted on having a best friends’ Christmas even though a week had passed since the blessed event. Everything was in its proper place. Even Jillian would be home soon after her week with her parents and Liam in California. But even though life was full here, my heart hurt. If Roman had been right—if I’d been the missing piece in his life—now he was the missing piece in mine, and I had no hope of filling the void of his absence. That didn’t mean I wasn’t trying, but books, television, even friends weren’t quite the same thing.

I was so hard-up for distraction that I was actually doing laundry when Jillian flew into my bedroom. I could almost picture her bags still in the doorway to the apartment.

“Merry Christmas! I know how you love books,” she said with a wink as she deposited a paperback onto my bed. “I bet you didn’t do anything but read.”

I shook my head, trying to bite back a smile—and failing—as I read the title: How to Survive After Being Robbed.

“Where on earth did you find this?” I asked, thumbing through the pages.

Jillian plopped down. “Online. You can find a book on anything thanks to the digital revolution.”

“Thanks.” I added the book to my bedside stack. “I’ll be sure to read it if I show symptoms of PTSD.”

“It’s not fun when you go all Doctor Jess on me,” she said.

“Speaking of, how are you?” I asked, sitting beside her. “Meds? Liam? Tara?”

“Promising. More promising. And hopeless.”

“Two out of three ain’t bad.” I wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

“How was Mexico?” Somehow she managed to ask this innocently, but I knew better. Cassie and Jillian had spent the whole trip texting minute-by-minute details of what was happening between Roman and I.

“It was fun,” I said, adding, “while it lasted.”

Jillian wrinkled her nose and swung a pillow at my head. “It doesn’t have to end. Unless…”

“Unless?” I prompted.

“You’re going to make up with Brett.” She sounded like she was gagging on her tongue as she spoke.

“You know, he isn’t a disease. You and Cassie could have mentioned that you hated him before.”

“It’s not that we hate him. We nothing him,” she explained. “It’s impossible to feel anything toward Brett, because he’s so boring.”

I sighed, and flashed her the five missed calls on my phone. “I’m not planning on getting back together with him.”

“Does he know you broke up?” she asked, grabbing it and hitting my voicemail button. Normally I would have stopped her from listening to my messages, but I couldn’t bring myself to listen to what Brett had to say. Someone might as well listen. Maybe he was dying. It would explain his willful refusal to get the message that I didn’t want to hear from him.

Jillian erased each of them and screwed up her face. “He definitely doesn’t know.”

“He’s in denial,” I said. “I was very clear with him.

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