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My body still buzzed with nerves, and all I could do was nod. She pulled me inside, ready to show me off to allher friends. Trevor smirked at me as he followed, and though he disappeared after a few moments, I knew this wasn’t over.
Mom introduced me to a bunch of people who all smiled and fawned over me being in town. They also gave me some version of what Trevor had said.
Wow! Is that dress new? I didn’t know you could find something like that out there.
You’re in such good shape! Who knew farm life would make you lose weight?
I thought you’d be dressed down! And then Maribelle would have to fine you like she did me for my flowers!
My annoyance rose, but I kept it together as I hung out with Mom. Her smile wassobig now that I was home, her laugh brighter than ever before.
It made me feel terrible for leaving.
As we caught up with everyone, I kept an eye out for Trevor. He was mostly talking to our coworkers, but I knew he was watching me too.
How had I not noticed the evil glint in his eye?
“I know things are hard right now,” Mom said when we were alone. I didn’t realize she had followed my gaze. “But I hope you guys can talk. You always had such a nice relationship.”
“You know what?” I said. “I need some water.”
“Okay!” Mom replied. “I also have your favorite ice cream waiting for you. Cookie dough!”
My heart panged. I didn’t think cookie dough ice cream would ever taste the same without Cain sharing it with me.
I went to the kitchen and took a deep breath before pulling out my phone to text him.
The walking red flag is here. I regret everything.
I barely had time to send it before someone walked up behind me.
“Don’t think I haven’t seen you staring.” Trevor’s voice was like sandpaper on my nerves. “Have you finally realized you miss me?”
“I’m making sure I know where you are so I can avoid you.”
“You’re feeling very bold for a woman who dropped her ring on the table and left.”
“I’m taking a page from someone else’s book today.” I went to leave, but he caught me by the arm.
“I told your mom I’d talk to you, and that’s what I’m gonna do.”
“We’ve exchanged words. That’s talking.”
“Mollie.” His voice was a hiss. “We’re gonna talk. That’s final.”
His order was my last straw. I wouldnotbe letting this happen.
“It’s funny that you think you can talk to me like that, but you and I know damn well your balls aren’t big enough for that. Nothing about you is.”
I wrenched my arm out of his grip and stormed off. My breath came in heaves as I sat in the den, finally alone.
God, FUCK Trevor.
Cain didn’t answer either text I’d sent him, and I tried to fight the disappointment. I waited for a few minutes before I meandered around the party, talking to a few of my coworkers while I avoided Trevor. It worked, mostly. It was easier to tolerate their curious questions about what I was up to rather than Trevor’s straight disdain.
I didn’t look him in the eye, but I could feel his rage about my words.
Eventually, I finally found myself next to Dad. He nursed a glass of whiskey and smiled when he saw me.