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“I hope it works out,” she says. I’m not sure how she knows, but I shoot her a grateful smile.

We head out towards Kendall’s apartment. What will we say when we get there? I have no idea.

How did Kendall even find out about our lifestyle? Herbie must have told Trudy, who passed the information along to Kendall. This time, I can’t feel angry with Trudy. She was just looking out for her friend. I respect that.

We make it to Kendall’s street, and my palms start to sweat.

I just hope she lets us in when we get to her place.

30

Kendall

My head is pounding from all the crying I’ve done today. How could I have been so stupid?

Trudy presses her lips to my hair.

“I’m sorry, sweetie. You don’t deserve this. If I’d known you were messing around with them, I would’ve warned you sooner.”

I let out another sob into her shoulder. I called Trudy on my way home from the guys’ hotel, and she was waiting for me in front of my apartment door when I got here. I fell into her arms crying, and she fished my keys out of my purse to let us inside. We’ve been sitting on my couch ever since. It feels like we’ve been here for ten years, but it’s really only been a few minutes.

“Trudy, I’m such an idiot. I let them—”

Trudy shushes me.

“You didn’t know,” she says. “You trusted them, and they abused that trust. This is on them, not on you.”

“I didn’t want to believe you. I thought you were just making things up. But you were completely right.”

“Did they tell you that?”

I shake my head.

“They didn’t have to. You should’ve seen the guilt on their faces when they saw me.”

“Did you know they were leaving?” I ask Trudy. The tears are still falling, but more slowly. Maybe I’ve finally cried myself out.

She nods.

“Kendall, honey, we’ve always known they were leaving.”

“No, I knew they were leaving,” I correct myself. “But did you know they’re leaving tonight?”

Trudy pulls away, shocked.

“They were just going to go without saying a word to you?”

I can only nod. They claimed over and over that they were going to find me and say goodbye, but how can I believe that? I was nothing but a fling. I cared about them, and they stomped on my feelings like I was nothing.

Another sob escapes my lips. I hate that I feel like this. I hate that some stupid men have reduced me to a puddle of tears.

“I was so blind,” I say, shaking my head miserably. “I thought they were my white knights, coming out of nowhere to make me feel sexy and attractive, but it was too good to be true.”

“Oh, Kendall. Youaresexy and attractive.”

“I fell in love with them!” I cry out, completely heartbroken. “Who falls in love with three men? I’m such a fool.”

“You’re not the fool,” Trudy says, her voice kind. “They’rethe fools for not seeing how incredible you are.”