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She stares at me. “What?”

“Yeah. He admitted that it's only ever been me, and he compares every other woman to me.”

She keeps staring. “And this is why you’re crying?”

I sigh. “It’s not just that, but Dina, think about it. If he doesn’t want anyone else, then why did he leave?”

“He didn’t tell you?”

“That’s the worst part. He said he did it because he wasn’t good enough for me. Because my family called him a nobody, because of Grayson.... He made the decision for me. Just like my parents and my brother have been doing my whole life.”

She frowns, nodding and slowly sitting down across from me on the recliner. “I guess that makes sense. But in a way, isn’t it good he doesn’t want anyone else?”

“Of course, but… I’m just… God, I’m soangry, Dina.”

She reaches over to pat my knee. “It’s okay to be angry.”

“Is it? He thought he was doing the right thing. Allowing me to be free of someone who could drag me down, in his eyes.”

“Does he want to be together now?”

“We didn’t really get that far. One thing led to another and then I just had to get out of there.”

She checks her watch. “It’s only ten, you must have really done a number on him.”

I laugh softly. “I mean, maybe. We’ve kind of been all over each other since the pregnancy.”

She grins, her eyes sparkling. “Well, that’s a good thing. Some guys aren’t attracted to pregnant women.”

“I think it’s only making him more attracted to me.” I rub a hand across my face. “I really need a hot bath, do you mind?”

“Of course.” She gets up quickly and grabs a bath bomb and a towel and washcloth for me, as well as some fresh clothes–yoga pants that will feel comfy even if I’m not showing yet and a large T-shirt.

I give her a smile. “This is perfect, thank you.”

She hugs me tightly before patting my butt and pushing me into the bathroom. “You’ve been a good friend ever since we met. You deserve it.”

I turn on the water as hot as I can stand it and undress, sliding inside and feeling all the aches from the lovemaking as I slip under the water.

I have bruises on my hips and thighs and even my lips feel slightly bruised. It’s not unpleasant, but it’s hard to ignore.

God, it’s like I miss him already.

I have no idea what I’m going to do.

ChapterThirty-Two

LOGAN

When I wake up,it’s the middle of the night, and Meredith is gone.

I huff out a breath, sitting up and checking my phone.

No messages. No calls.

She left, just like that.

I clear my throat and sit up, anger rushing through me.