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Authors: Amelia Lefay
The Anatomy of Jane (34 page)
“Mr. Uhler and Ms. Chapman.” She turned toward us, but not before picking up two letters. “Mr. Emerson wanted me to give these to you.”
We stared at the letters but didn’t take them. “Where is he?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “He said to give these to you, and he discharged himself.”
I dropped the burger on the table near the door and tore open the letter, partially confused—after all, who the hell still wrote letters by hand? Why hadn’t he called?
Dear Wes,
You’re probably wondering why I didn’t call or text, but I also know you enjoy things like this. It takes more effort than writing a simple email, right? Jane once told me that by saying sorry, it would make someone calmer even if they were upset. Apologizing still has an impact. So, I want to tell you I’m sorry in so many ways for just leaving like this. I tried. I really did, but the thought of going through this with both you and Jane beside me didn’t make me feel better. It actually made me feel sick. Sick to know that I’d snap at you for no reason. Sick to know I’d be jealous every time I saw you walk from one end of the room to another. Sick enough to be so miserable that I’d only make the both of you miserable, too.
I’m not breaking up with you, so don’t even go there. You belong to me…and Jane. The fact that I’m a selfish prick doesn’t change that. I just need to work through this. I don’t know how long that will take, but know I’m thinking about the both of you.
Yours,
Maxwell Emerson.
PS. The rule about not being with Jane unless we are all there…we hit pause on that. You and Jane should be together.
Even to the end, he was still a selfish little shite.
“Break-up letter?”
I turned to see Jane leaning against the door just looking at me. Her letter was still unopened in her hands. She smiled sadly and her hazel eyes never left mine.
“Maxwell’s version of a ‘wait for me’ letter,” I told her.
“If there aren’t three of us, there is none of us…” She seemed to be asking, and I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her we’d just wait, but I couldn’t. Maybe I was in shock. I just stared back at her.
“It was fun,” she said, kissing my cheek. “We were fun. Thank you.”
“Jane, let’s just go and—”
“Draw this out?” She shook her head. “It’s better to just rip the bandage off and stop where he stopped.”
“Where are you going to go?”
“Wes, I’m giving you a way out. No hard feelings. No trying to explain to me how it isn’t working. Just do what I know you want to do right now.”
Kissing her one last time, she didn’t kiss me back. Was it me or did she feel cold? I wasn’t sure, but it was different now. Running my hands through my hair, I tried to fight back the headache forming. I tried to deny the fact that I was relieved…relieved I could just run away from all of this.
“I’m sorry; if you need anything call me. Stay in Max’s place—”
“Go, Wes.”
Kissing her forehead one more time, I walked out of the room. I thought I was fine. I thought I was prepared for anything…so why was I shaking so much?
And just as quickly as we started, we were over.
Reaching into my bag, I pulled out the very thing that even a dirty Mary Poppins would be disappointed with.
“The IUD, TCI, TVR, the patch, and the injection…and I went with the pill,” I whispered to myself, staring at the positive pregnancy test in my hand. “Nice one, Jane.”
To Be Continued…
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Book Two
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The Anatomy of Us
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