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“Focus on the road. We can talk about this later.”
“Bye, Damon.”
He hangs up.
The silence doesn’t help the sorrow washing up inside me. Sadness consumes me, and I know it’s because of what’s next.
I have no idea what the future might bring.
I put on alternative music, drowning in someone else’s problems, until I grab groceries before parking in the driveway.
I’m leaving Harvey. I’m leaving him.
I take a deep breath.
This is necessary.It’s necessary, Gemma.
I know it, but it doesn’t make it easier. I pull myself together after a minute or two and grab my phone, my purse, and the reusable grocery bags. Then I head inside the house.
My home for the last little while.
A part of me can’t register this truth, like denial is the only thing saving me from turning blue.
I place my bags on the counter, noticing all the boxes in the kitchen. Mine are mostly in my room. They’re probably Henrik’s.
I then check the text message I received from Damon.
Damon:Moving company has an opening for tomorrow morning. Too soon?
Gemma:That works. Thanks, Damon.
I’drather get this over with and move toward the next chapter in my life. Besides, my stuff is packed and ready to go, so why avoid the inevitable?
I text my dad, letting him know I’ll be invading his home as of tomorrow, then text more details to Gia.
“Twice in one day?” I say to Henrik as he steps out of Harvey’s room.
“I moved in most of my stuff. I just need to bring in a bit of furniture.”
I nod, unpacking the food items from my grocery bags. He grabs a bag of chips and unseals it. Once I’m done puttingeverything away, I lean against the counter in front of him. He sits on a stool, shoving chip after chip in his mouth.
“Henrik.”
“Gemma, everything will be fine.”
“I know, but you need to keep watch on him. That means bros before hos.”
“Yes, yes. Dicks before clits.”
I shake my head, and he laughs, his boyish grin infectious. “I’m moving tomorrow.”
His eyes widen in response. “Okay. I’ll be here.”
I swallow. “Thank you.”
“Well, I’ll head home. Give you guys some privacy.” I know he’s nervous, too, wondering if his brother will continue making progress physically while dealing with our breakup.
Harvey comes out of his room a few seconds after his brother leaves.
