Chapter 26

He nods towards the apartment’s front door ahead of us and waits while I pull its heavy weight open for him. I take one last look down the hall without feeling anything much at all; there is no emotion, only the constant aching hell of a hangover and a need to get going before I lose my nerve again.

After he’s out, I lock it behind us and post the spare key in the box. Amber isn’t home and knows I’m leaving. I texted her some short and rapid thanks this morning and was met with indifference. Amber has never really spent much time with me and rarely uses her apartment, so it’s not like it’s a great loss of a friendship. Leaving this city is sadly not a loss in any way, in terms of friends, happy memories, or any real life.

“Sometimes you’re bossier than Jake.” I smile at the mention of one of my favorite Carrero, although, to be fair, there isn’t a single Carrero that I do not adore, as they are all pretty epic. Being back in The Hamptons means I get to see Emma and Jake