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Part Sixteen

I am so so sorry Jack
Read 2:33 am Friday

Please just talk to me
Read 4:00 pm Saturday

I'm sorry for hurting you
Read 11:15 Sunday
I never meant to
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I take a deep breath as I read over my unanswered text messages. I couldn't blame Jack for not answering. Matter of fact, if I was in his position, I would never speak to me again, either.

God, I am such a terrible person.

"Anna?"

I look up from my phone and lock eyes with Avery, who's wearing a worried expression on her face.

"Hm?"

"Just checked you in," She tells me as she hands me a key card. "You can head up, if you want, while Gray and I start to check in everyone else."

I nod slowly, grabbing the card from her. "Thanks," I say quietly.

"Are you okay?" Avery asks me hesitantly, stopping me from walking away. "You've been...different, lately."

"No, yeah, I'm good." I try my best to smile at her. But the way my voice comes out tells us both that I'm the exact opposite. As well as the fact that I've been standing on the opposite side of the lobby from every other bridesmaid, groom, and family member.

Avery's face falters, and I know she can tell something's up. But I'm thankful she doesn't try to pry.

She nods slowly, her eyes searching my face. "O-okay. If you say so," she says slowly.

There's a rift in between us.

Every time I look at her I can only think about him. I can only think about everything we've been through, and everything we're going through now. When I look at her, I'm only reminded of how I can't be with the man I'm in love with. And it hurts like hell.

I push people away so I don't get hurt. I pushed Jack away, I pushed Grayson away, and now I'm doing it to Avery.

"I'll see you later, tonight?" I ask her, trying my best to shift the slightly awkward mood of this conversation.

A tiny smile forms on her face as she nods at me. "Yes, for dinner, then the Bachelorette party," she tells me excitedly.

"Sure, okay."

Avery smiled at me, opening her mouth to respond before she was stopped by someone behind me. I watched her eyes flicker from my face to whoever was walking up to us.

The look on her face was enough to tell me that it was Grayson.

I haven't seen him since three days ago, when he dropped me off at my house and I finally confessed that I wanted to be with him... then told him to marry Avery.

Before I know it, he's standing right next to her. Even with my eyes glued to the carpeted floor of the hotel, I know he's looking at me.

"What's up, babe?" Avery asks him.

"Um, I just, uh," Grayson stutters. "I wanted to know if you have the card for our room? I was gonna start taking our bags up."

"Of course I do," Avery says sweetly, pulling out their key card from the pocket of her jeans and giving it to him. "Don't you just love a gentleman?" She gushes, throwing her hand over her heart.

I nodded in silence, looking anywhere but at the couple in front of me. As I do, I catch Ethan's eyes as he heads to the elevator. He motions for me to hurry over, and I give him a slight nod.

"So, when is Jack getting here?"

I hold back the horrified expression I know is slowly forming against my face.

I could lie, but I'm in enough shit, already. I'm tired of lying.

Slowly, I turn to Avery, swallowing whatever I can feel rising up my throat.

"We... kind of... broke up," I say simply. "So he, um, probably won't be coming," I laugh nervously.

Avery's face drops as Grayson's head snaps to look at me.

I've already said too much.

"Well," I breathe out as I clap my hands together. "I am going to go to my room and relax before tonight."

Before either of them can say another thing I turn on my heel and bolt off towards the elevator.

"Hey, there," Ethan smiles at me as I get closer to him.

I ignore his greeting, grabbing his hand and tugging him behind me into the elevator the moment it opens. "I need to get out of the goddamn lobby," I say quickly.

"Are you going to be okay?" Ethan asks me as I pull him to the back of the elevator.

Grayson's getting married tomorrow.

"I just need to keep my distance from Gray until I don't ever have to see him again," I breathe out.

Out of the corner of my eyes I can see Ethan look over at me from the other corner of the elevator. "Do you really want that, Savannah?"

I shrug lamely. "It's really over, between us, E. It has to happen whether I want it to, or not," Saying it leaves a hollow feeling in my chest.

I'm not hurting anyone else. I'm backing off–for good. And if that means suffering in silence during the wedding, so be it.

I can't steal him away from her–I just can't.

"Even if both of you don't want Grayson to marry Avery, tomorrow?"

I look at him sadly. Saying nothing as I sigh.

Just then, a hand shoots between the closing elevator doors right before they seal shut, making them jet open again.

My heart nearly pumps right out of my chest as Grayson stands in front of the doors, looking dead at me. He drags two huge suitcases behind him as he walks in, taking up the space between Ethan and I.

"Well this just got awkward," Ethan says flatly.

"Shut the hell up, Ethan," Grayson says aggressively–shoving his brother as he leans forward to press the button that will take him to the 5th floor.

Are you fucking kidding me.

I look straight ahead, feeling like I'm suffocating.

"Me and Savannah are already heading there." Ethan tells him.

So much for avoiding him. It's like I can't escape him no matter how hard I try.

And I'm not as upset about it as I should be.

Hi everyone! I just wanted to apologize for the fact that I haven't updated in a while! I was on vacation, and Wattpad was honestly the last thing on my mind haha. Anyways, I'm officially back and I'm very excited to start writing about this part of the story! I know it seems like the book is ending soon, but I'm planning to drag it out for a littleeee bit longer. Hope you enjoy!
Thanks so much for reading!
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