All Chapters of Terms and Conditions : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EDMOND “Mr. Walters, would you like me to order you some lunch? Your three o’clock just called and is running a half-hour late, so you have a small break.”Usually, I was one to grumble, but I had a lot on my plate. And by "a lot," I meant the girl I had to share my house with for the next twenty-eight days and that God-forsaken app. Not to mention, I truly appreciated that my meeting for three had been delayed. I was expecting the CEO of another agency. We were to talk about the future of the Ivy estate, which we both ran jointly. It wasn't like I could tell someone I barely knew that I had lost the deed to the property due to something as impulsive as a heartbreak. Regardless of how relieved I was, I had to put on a show.“Why can’t people ever be on damn time?” I grumbled and pushed the button to the intercom to speak to my assistant. “Can you please order me linguine with bacon, peaches, and gorgonzola? And I am begging you, tell them to give it a rest with the peaches. Three sli

MAYI was about to make a reservation at the salon. Who was I kidding? I had the opportunity for a really long time since Edmond left but as the minutes ticked by, I realized that even the easiest task on the list seemed impossible to me. It was just color, I told myself. Why was it so difficult to just follow through? Did I hate change? No. Yes. I wasn't sure. All I knew was that my head hurt and there was no way in hell I was going anywhere until the pain went away. A pain I was inflicting myself. I picked up my phone again. There was a nice salon around the corner. It had tons of great ratings so there was really nothing to fear. The woman I would be meeting up with was a professional. Suddenly, my phone rang. I looked at the screen and noticed it came from Edmond. I was still mad at him. The reasonable voice in my head told me it had to be another task. Edmond didn't really care. Not that it hurt but I would prefer that he be honest with me rather than leading me on. But who said

MAYRight when I had decided maybe I was wrong. Maybe I was overthinking it and got no reason, his phone chimed. Edmond took one look at it and the smile on his mouth vanished. Only one app could do magic like that. Snuggle. He ignored it. His smile returned and to get over whatever hell Snuggle just gave him, he tried to strike small talk."How is the bucket list?""I unwittingly struck out one," I answered sincerely. "Apparently rejecting your offer was a brave choice and Snuggle regards that as leaving my comfort zone.""Good." He was trying to listen. He was. But it was crystal clear that his mind was elsewhere. Just before I could muster the courage to ask him what the issue was, his phone vibrated again. He picked it up and I could swear that I heard him curse under his breath. I took the opportunity."Is everything okay?""Yes." He lied through his teeth. "I just didn't realize the service here was so slow."He didn't have to speak much more because soon after his statement, a

EDMONDSomething in me died when I watched her leave the restaurant. I did want to follow her. But what was I even going to say? Her anger was valid. Well, I didn't even know. May called me a manipulator who was causing her to believe we had a dynamic. I knew what that meant. I would like to think I did. The way her eyes died after that sentence. She hadn't meant to let it slip. The thought lingered at the back of my mind but I couldn't bring myself to consider it. Did May Wolfe like me? I almost laughed as soon as that thought crossed my mind. Of course not! It's just something she said by accident. I returned to my table and grabbed the half-empty bottle of wine. It was quite pathetic. Finishing the date alone. I looked at my phone. At the picture we both took. I zoomed in on the picture to catch the expression on her face. She was laughing. It wasn't the prettiest laugh but you could tell it was genuine. She looked beautiful. Acknowledging that made me feel like shit. My smile in t

MAYI did not sleep. Heaven knows I couldn't sleep. I kept turning and thinking of what I would do when tomorrow finally came. I dreaded every minute that passed because it signified that time was not in my favor. I wanted to keep the task Snuggle gave me a secret but that would make me a goddamned hypocrite. I had been pissed when Edmond kept his task a secret and played me like a fool. It would be stupid to do the same. But was it? The whole purpose of keeping the task a secret was simply because I didn't want to follow through with it. That did for me. It wasn't really deceitful if I wasn't getting Edmond to do the task while he was in the dark. But there would be consequences. That I knew well. Snuggle would find something to corner me. It would give me no choice until I succumbed but what could they really take from me at this point? My house was confiscated and so was all my life savings. Pennies and a roof were all I had to my name. Admitting there was nothing else to snatch fr