Chapter 30

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This is the last chapter and then I'm making a sequel.


           

So, after me asking him a billion times if he was sure, we went home.

It's been a week, and I feel incredibly guilty.

We got into an argument the other day and it lasted three hours.

It was about Chase.

He said he refuses to go there.

He doesn't want anybody in his family coming to see him and he won't answer the phone because he thinks it's going to be Chase.

We got so bad, we were screaming at each other in my kitchen. It ended with me crying, telling him I was sorry.

I know it wasn't my fault. Shane told me it would've happened either way.

I've spoken to everyone in his family, and Shane told me that he isn't going to tell me what to do, but he begged me not to talk to Chase.

Lauren aborted her baby months ago. Today was her due date.

She's okay.

Shane asked me yesterday if I was okay with it if he went on a vacation without me. He said he needs to clear his head.

Of course I told him yes.

He went to Savannah, and he's going to be gone until August 15th.

It's July 11th.

He's opening another store.

He promised we'd facetime every night.

Tonight is the first night of him being gone.

I'm going to go insane. I can already tell.

I keep finding myself looking at my balcony to see if he's awake.

I opened my vet place back in April.

It's a no-kill shelter, along with a vets office, twenty four hours in case of emergencies, and a pet store.

It's a huge property and I put fencing in for the animals to play.

I work there sometimes as one of the vets.

It's a lot easier than I thought.

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He never called me.

I cried, because I'm afraid our relationship is falling apart.

Shane promised me that he wouldn't shut me out.

I stare at the ring on my finger.

I'm a little bit mad he didn't call me.

I don't text him.

Shane

The guilt has been following me all day.

I love her to death. She is going to be my wife.

But I think that maybe I need a break from everyone in my life.

I'm afraid to tell her because last time I tried, she left.

I stare at my phone on the table, and then I pick it up and call her.

She picks up on the fifth ring.

"Hi." She says.

I can tell from the tone of her voice that she's mad at me.

"Hi." I say softly.

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