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“Hoork?” I was desperate to get him to talk

“Fine,” he repeated

I sighed I wasn’t sure what I’d done to piss hiet out of this mood anytime soon

“Are you going to eat, or did I just waste my money on this whole dinner?” Brad suddenly turned his attention to me

“I’ry,” I admitted

“Great,” he said, throwing a wad of cash on the table “Let’s get out of this hellhole”

Minutes later, we arrived at the apartment I shared with hts, which ht wasn’t completely shot, yet Brad and I could have some drinks and end up in the bedroom Maybe he was just stressed out and needed to relieve some tension

I returned frorabbed it but tried to avoid eye contact with me

“Let’s talk,” he said, patting the space next to him on the couch My mood instantly boosted

Yes Let’s talk! Finally

He hadn’t spoken on the whole ride ho about what an asshole he had been during dinner Doubtful, but a girl could hope

“I alad to hear that,” I dropped down on the couch, er “What do you want to talk about? I thoughtnext June? It’s not too late to book a date”

Brad sighed and ran his hand through his short blond hair

“I didn’t ,” he said “Don’t you realize how sick I a?”

“No…” My voice trailed off as Brad continued to talk

“Don’t you think it’s weird that we haven’t finalized a date yet?” he asked “Isn’t your fa you e haven’t picked a date?”

I nodded Of course they were My fa me about a date I’d wanted to nail it down as soon as the ring was onfiancée, allowing him time to decide ould ell for him and his out-of-town family

“We aren’t getting married, Tiffany”

The color drain from my face as it suddenly became hard as hell to breathe

“What did you just say?” I asked, trying not to pant

“We Aren’t Getting Married,” he said, speaking each word slowly “It’s over”

I couldn’t believe the words that were co the past couple of weeks, but I’d never expected this I waited for him to tell me it was a joke

“Did you hearfrom the couch I tried not to look at hiin to sob

“But, what’s wrong?” I finally spoke,

He paced around the living room I studied the look on his tan face Unfortunately, I’d seen it often He was hiding so

“It’s just not working, Tiffany,” he said “Stopthis harder than it needs to be”

I needed an answer Just six o, he had proposed Granted, he was drunk, and it ithout a ring, but it still counted I’dI was co committed

“You need to tell me why I’m at least owed that,” I pleaded “No Don’t tell ive h whatever it is”

“I’ ym She was about half my size, with double the tits and a tiny waist She would intiirls in the roo at the gyeous Ion between the back then What a joke I was