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Chapter 47

Tessa's POV:
One week later...

"Have you responded to him?" Landon asks me and sits down next to me on the couch. Obviously referring to the book got launched. "You know that he is waiting about that for you to say something?"

Yes, I know. "Did he tell you that?" I calmly ask and look down at my coffee mug.

"What do you think?" Of course he would, why do I even have to give an answer to that, so I just nod. "You should, you know." I glare at him and he lifts his hands up in defence. "I know you are angry? mad? Or anything like that at him, but you know he deserve this little recognition. So don't ignore him. Please." He requests behalf his step-brother.

Am I angry at him, or mad? No I'm not. I'm just ignoring him, ignoring for a year now, though I've picked up his few calls but most of the time ignoring.

"What should I even reply to him?" I ask.

"Well that's for you to decide." And with that he leaves me alone wondering in my thoughts and goes into his room.

What should I do, call him? No that would be so awkward for me. Text? No, at last email is the best idea I've gotten. So I go in to my room and open my laptop.

Should I write a letter? Nope, that would be a long or even boring to read and he might get uninterested by the end of it. A small one would be fine, right?
So I write a note saying, congratulation for his new launch and send it.

I did it. I send it now, so no need to overthink about it. So I go over my bed and lay down.

As I'm making checklist the things that I've to do today in my mind, my phone rings on the nightstand. Is it him? It has to be him. He saw the email and now calling me.

Without any thinking whether to pick it up or not, my hand reacts first before my mind could even think.

I don't know what to conclude this situation? cause I feel disappointed seeing it's not him calling but at the same time I'm pleased to see it is Josie, my school friend.

She did call me more times in this last year, it is so refreshing to talk to her and go down on the memories lane with her. So I pick it and say, "Hey!"

"Tessa! Hey!" She greets, enthusiastic clearly on her voice. "I want to tell you something, but first I'm sorry that I'm giving you a little time to prepare yourself to come here."

"Come where?" I ask.

"In Chicago obviously. And you have to come, I'm not going to take any excuses for that."

"Excuse for what though?" Why she wants me to come there? Should I say no to her before she gives me the reason. No, that would be so rude thing to do that. I should give her a chance to explain herself first.

"For my—"

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Hardin's POV:

It's been a week since my book got released and I was waiting for her to call me. I knew that she read the book which I sent her, cause Landon obviously told me, I ask every Tessa's life updates from him and he gives me, surprisingly with without any snarky comments.

It's apparently hard to get Tessa to tell me anything or get to know anything new about her new life from here. Here I mean, I'm living in Chicago by the way, I wanted to live as closely to her as possible if anything goes bad with her, just take a flight and be there for her.

I can't live in New York, it's not like I can't, I fucking can but I don't want to intimidate her by living close or even in the same state to be with her.

We didn't had that much of interaction in this last year, only few, and with few I mean only six times, she picked up my calls, just six fucking times which only last less than five minutes or sometimes even less than two.

Did she tell you that? I don't think so. So I'm going to give a little things that happened between us.

Things. She thinks that the things between us are ending, which you know Landon told me that too, and I was angry.

Not hot headed anger and seeing red anger shit like that, just...sad, heartbroken angry. Wondering why would she thought that? I've no answer to that though.

So I got a idea and I suggested my publisher to print and publish the book two month earlier and they convinced. Thanks to them.

I sent the first copy of my first book to her with a note, which I know she have mentioned you, what it is says and the second copy to Landon not with the note. He helps me a lot, so he deserve this little gift from me.

And today, this afternoon I got a respond from Tessa. And do you want to know what she responded me? I know you fucking want to.

So, a email saying congratulation, no call or fucking text, just a email saying only fucking congratulation with a cool distance. I'm not mad, I get it, I really fucking do.

I'm happy that she did respond me which I did kinda expected but I do expect a freaking call from her now as my book got launched.

I wondered some times that, is my life would be like this forever, adjusting to this windy-ass city with tall buildings and nothing but an overabundance of hot dogs and baseball. Also waiting for her to call or email and living alone in my high-rise apartment eating takeout while watching reruns of Friends.

Does that feel home to you? Because it's clearly not to me. My home is wherever she is in.

Where now she is living in that noisy city with my brother and his fiancee. Damn. Finally he got figured out who to leave and who to fuck. Not just fucking, but engaged, then married and after that kids.

Oh fuck. But I'm happy for them.

If I'm been honest with you which I'm, I want that too, not with his girl with Tess obviously. I want so fucking bad a life with her, get married, have kids and grow old with her.

Kids. Which she can't have it. The universe played a really bad game with her. The things she wants the most get crumble on her feet and left her heart broken. Fucking universe.

Let just not go on that sad track, it is been locked the whole year now, rotting in that corner, let's not open that shitty truth again. When it's time to open it, which I don't seeing any time closer, we would open that and fight it together.

If only, when she wants any type of relation with you, my subconscious adds.

He talks way too fucking much now whenever I'm thinking about Tessa and I together. Which never happened with me before.

Shut the fuck up, I tell him.
We are going to be together, because we're fucking inevitable, always had and always will at the end.
Right?

Yes, we are. No need to put a fucking question mark on that you stupid-ass.

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