Chapter 69

Justin did not know how long he slumped on his office floor. His fist bled from punching the wall. His hands held his temples and his usually tidy hair fell on his face like curtains. He cried uncontrollably. His chest rose and fell as his breathing became laborious; his shoulders shook from his cries. He could not recall the last time he wept this way.

He picked up his phone and dialed her number, and just like his previous attempts, an electronic voice told him that the number was no longer in service. He lost her. No, he will not accept it. Didn’t she say she loved him? She will not leave him.

The loud ringing of his phone cut off his ramblings. With trembling hands, he looked at the display, but his heart sank when he saw Dylan’s name instead of hers. 

“Hey,” he choked.