arrived at the air

e suitcases, and she smil

she said, patting the canvas bag by her side. "And there are cupcakes,

er, feeling my nose sting.

rehead. "By the way, where's Jen

replied casually, "He's at

stop by the apartment Jenson and I shared to grab a fe

d reached for my keys to unlock the

of cheering from in

iving room packed with people-all of

nack bags littered the flo

g against Jenson's chest, holding a

a little too protective of Ashley? You mentor her you

dn't started a year later, there wouldn't have been any chance for Denisse, would there? Besides, Jenson specifically threw

d Ashley's waist, saying nothing, not giv

ave been together for three years now. Do you still

s fell, the room fe

tly, and she tightened he

talking about? Denisse is capable, and she's even a partne

glass, took a sip, and spoke in a flat tone as if

ched violently, and I felt m

or loved me; he simply s

gence, favoritism, and

girlfriend and built our business from scratch togethe

daze; my mother was st

er lips trembling, a

her eyes betrayi

he end said nothing; she simpl

, but it couldn't

, I felt utter

my mom to see me in

ch care, was nothing more than a secon

ve I had for Jenson

s hand and tur

Mom finally spoke, her voice hoarse, "Denis

low but firm, "I'm breaking up wi

egan patting the back of my hand soothingly. "I'm glad you've made th

, I booked two fl

, and one

apartment to pack my things, Jenson w

a mess, and nothing

e, he opened his

"What are you doing? Going on a business trip? When

a look so detached and calm that it s

cut off all contact

hatsApp messages, nor d

to the floor where my office was in the b

rk hours, he stil

ed with barely perceptible panic. "Excuse me, where'

ise on her face. "Ms. Clayton? She was tran