Page 57 of My Small Town Silver Fox Billionaire

“Then how come she’s holding onto you like she’s yourgirlfriend?”I ask,the words coming off like venom. “I thought that maybe we had something. Do we?”

Robert doesn’t respond. He doesn’t even look at me.

“I don’t know what to say, Sara. I’m trying to get through a difficult situation right now.

“So, I’m NOT your girlfriend then. I’ve been chasing someone who doesn’t even care about me the same way.”

“No, Sara, that’s not—”

I can’t listen to any of this anymore. I thought that Robert and I might have had something strong and lasting.I shake my head, disappointed at his hesitation.

“I’m a fool for thinking that you actually liked me. Your food will be out in a bit. Hope you and Maria have a nice time.”

Without another word, I turn and storm off to the back room. Bianca’s there, making the sandwiches for Robert and Maria’s table. I grimace, looking at them.

Bianca looks up as she puts on the last topping, some café-special sauce for the turkey club.

“Hey Sara, is everything okay?”

I shake my head. “I need to take the rest of the day off.”

“But Sara, we still have a few hours.”

“Tell Lukas it’s an emergency. I need to leave right now.”

I mask the tears, even though all I want to do is cry. How could Robert say what he said with not a single bit of remorse to his words? I’m an idiot for thinking that I meant something special to him.

I thought he cared, but I guess that’s all a lie, just like everything else. Bianca nods, not waiting for a response but understanding.

“Okay. If you want to talk about it, we can.”

“Right, sure,” I respond as I hang up my apron and go to the back room, grabbing my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I don’t care if bills are tight this month. I don’t want to stay here, in a place where I’ll be disrespected by someone who I thought cared.

I slip out the back door and race toward my old beaten-up car. When I get in there, I let it out.

My head rests on the steering wheel as the tears fall. I don’t stop crying. I don’t want to.

I’m an idiot for thinking I mattered to Robert, for assuming that I was something special. I shouldn’t have even bothered to assume anything like that.

Right now, I don’t mean a thing to him. He’s moved on, and I’m left all alone.

I guess this is the way things are.

Chapter twenty

Robert

“Here’s your food.”

The plates are set in front of us, and I look at them. I know that I should eat, but I feel regret pooling in my gut.

“Thanks,” I grunt out.

The server leaves, and I take a bite. It does taste good. Maria takes a bite out of hers and chews as she looks around like a Princess who has simply stomped on the help.

“So, what did Andrew want you to talk with me about?” I ask, trying to dispel the regret that sits in my heart. It’s not working, but at least I can try.

Maria sits back and smiles.

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