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“Eden, my parents are going to freak out.”

Rising, he pulls me up with him and hugs me tightly. So tightly, I can feel his body trembling. Surprisingly, mine isn’t. Maybe I’m in shock or something. Maybe I died a little while ago and this is heaven. It seems a lot like heaven.

“You have made me very happy, Alyssa, my princess,” Eden tells me as he gently sways our bodies back and forth.

I hold my hand out as he hugs me, looking at the giant diamond he gave me, and it hits me like a brick wall.

I have to break up with Kyle.

CHAPTER 20

KYLE

Alyssa asked me to come over, but she still isn’t answering her phone or the messages I’ve left so many of in the last few days. As I pull into her driveway, I see that the damn jag is gone.

It’s late—nearly four in the morning. That girlfriend-stealing jackass must’ve left. She should be in her bedroom fast asleep, as should the rest of her family.

I back out of the drive and park along the side of the road, keeping my truck hidden from their view, should anyone wake up for some reason. Closing the truck door as quietly as I can, I walk up the steep driveway. They have a key hidden in a fake rock near the front door. I find it and let myself inside.

Not even one light is on downstairs, so I move through the living room and up the stairs with no problem. I reach her bedroom door and try the handle. It’s unlocked and I enter, closing the door behind me.

It’s too dark to be able to see if she’s in her bed. As I get to the side of the bed and press my hands to where her head should be, I find an empty pillow.

“Where the hell is she?” I accidentally murmur out loud.

The guest room is one door over. I assume that’s where the prick has been sleeping. His car’s gone, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s gone.

God help me if they’re in there together! I have to see, though.

Moving out of her bedroom, I make my way along the wall to the door next to hers. I try the doorknob and find it locked.

“Shit!”

Crap, I said that out loud!

Why would the door be locked? I pull my wallet out and take out my bank card, snaking it between the door frame and the lock and gaining access to the bedroom. Again, I find it pitch black. I listen for the sound of breathing, but I hear nothing. I find the bed and feel around. No one is there either.

While thankful for not finding the love of my life in that prick’s bed, I’m still afraid of where I will find her.

I use the flashlight on my phone to see if the jerk’s things are still here. I hope he’s gone and this craziness will stop. I look around and find a leather bag sitting on a chair. It looks empty.

I open the closet and find his clothes, all very expensive. I have to fight the urge to take them out and toss them out the window. Ally would kill me, though, so I keep my temper in check.

Maybe she and this guy went for a drive. How very romantic.

I want to kill him!

I move out of the room and go back into Ally’s. I’ll wait for her to return home. Surely she’ll be back soon. Then she and I can talk.

At the very least, it will give me the closure I need if she’s breaking up with me. I just have to know. She owes me that much.

I sit on her bed and hold her pillow. It smells like her. Her hair always smells like lavender with a hint of vanilla. I miss her like I never knew was possible.

How is it she doesn’t miss me?

We made plans. How could she not speak to me when we’ll be leaving together in just over a week from now? Why would she do this to me?

She and I never fight. We get along better than any other couple I know. I know she cares for me and she knows I care for her.