Chapter 33

Beth was gone.

Brandon sat on the couch with his head down, his eyes pinned on the golden liquid swirling in the glass in his hand. Just like that, Elizabeth had left. After asking for space, she abruptly showed up two weeks later and all for what? To get him out of his office, hold his hand and give him hope, then leave him wondering? The voices of the emotions that he had been avoiding were back with a vengeance. Brandon chuckled to himself and rose his cups to his lips. He hadn't even gotten a chance to hold her. Maybe it was all for the best? He scoffed at the thought of that. Best indeed. Ignoring the almost painful squeezing sensation in his chest, he stood up and made his way to the kitchen. Refilling his cup, he made his way back to the living room. He had just sat down when the front door flew open.

"Macy did it!" Beth shouted, panting loudly, a crazed look in her eyes.

His eyes ran down her form, disbelief and confusion both warring for the upper hand inside him.

"Macy. S