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I won’t even go there.
My thoughts are interrupted when I notice Claire’s car parked in the driveway. He left me those messages hours ago. I didn’t bother checking my phone while I was hanging out with my niece.
He probably called Claire.
I step onto the porch, eyeing the inside of the house through the door glass, ready to knock when the light illuminates them having sex, her naked body covering his on the couch, her moans of pleasure drawing out the cries of the screaming lady inside my head, ready to punch them.
So, she really can turn him on.
I’m not mad at him for sleeping with her.
I’m mad at him for never having done so with me after the accident.
I’m mad at him for not trying back when we were together.
My instincts take over, and I knock on the door, impulsively, not caring if I pause their moment. A few minutes later, Claire comes to the door with a robe wrapped around her.
“Gemma,” she says, sounding surprised. She looks behind her and shuts the door, leading us onto the patio.
“What are you doing?” I chuckle. “Is he okay? I need to talk to him.”
She shakes her head. “You promised you’d give him time. And let him be happy.”
“He sounded drunk when he texted me. I was worried. I came to check on him.”
“I can assure you he’s fine.” She pats my shoulder.
A red-hot energy overtakes me, and the urge to break her fingers is so overpowering I don’t even trust the anger residing inside of me. “Let me see him.”
“Gemma—”
“Move.” I push the door behind her and see Harvey sitting on the couch like I’ve seen him a million times. He looks better thanhe did when we lived together. He’s finally got some color to his cheeks, though a good round of sex can do that.
“Harv, hey. Are you okay?” I walk slowly toward the couch. “You sounded off when you texted me.”
“He had a few beers. It’s okay for him to live a little too.”
She’s not being mean or condescending at all when she says this, but it doesn’t stop me from being so. “Yeah, but he’s going through a lot right now.”
“I know. That’s why I ...”
“Leave,” I whisper, sounding like poison. She really needs to go so I can talk to Harvey.
“I have every right to be here.” She crosses her arms over her chest, her face red now.
I should feel bad. She’s been nothing but nice to me ever since I met her. Except for the part where she fell in love with my boyfriend.
I turn to him. “Harv, tell her toleave.”
He looks at her and gives her a small nod, coupled with an apology I doubt she’ll accept tonight.
As soon as she retreats to his bedroom, I step closer to him, throwing myself to my knees, holding on to his hand, my eyes focusing on his tattoo.
You can’t let yourself die like your phoenix, Harvey. You must rise above the pain.
“Harvey.” I shake my head. “Promise me you won’t hurt yourself.” My words are drenched in desperation, worry, and fear.
This isn’t the happy, carefree Gemma that I get to be with Damon. This is the one with a massive weight on her shoulders. One that’s not easily shaken off.
