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“Thank you for letting me know.” I kill the call because talking to her any more is just a big waste of my time.

She really did lose a job because of that photo.

If Adeline went to the trouble of tracking down my number to apologise, she must be terrified he’ll do what he threatened.

As dusk falls, the lights flicker on next door.

I sit in my darkening living room, my gaze fixed on the other house.

I’m still in the dark as to why Deacon left me, even after he said something about his mother making him think I’d betrayed him. Why the hell would he believe his mother after her past behaviour?

No matter what happened, Deacon chose to abandon me on our wedding day and leave me to pick up the pieces.

I need to tell him about the baby.

Chewing my bottom lip, I lean back on the couch and look up at the ceiling.

No. Not yet.

If this is some masterplan by Deacon to win me back, I need to let it play out. I need to know he wants me for me and not just for the baby.

I’m so unsure about whether to trust him or not.

I want to believe he’s here because he wants me, but it’s hard to forget the hurt and humiliation of my wedding day.

It’d be so easy to fall into his arms again, but I have far too much pride for that after everything he put me through.

Being jilted was painful enough.

His jaunt around Europe made it hurt more.

He’ll have to prove to me he means what he says.

I won’t settle for anything less.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Pippa

The coffee and croissants become a daily occurrence.

Deacon never uses them as an excuse to hang around. He delivers them, tells me he loves me, and then leaves again.

He must be working from the Larsen’s house next door.

The notes continue. Every day, another sentence is scribbled on the napkin—each one telling me how he’s feeling.

I miss your smile.

I miss waking up with you in my arms.

I miss the sound of your laughter.

I miss kissing you.

Don’t give up on me.

Have dinner with me tonight. 7.00 p.m.

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