Unwanted.
Alone.
“Sunshine?”
My brother’s voice cut into my erratic thoughts.
“How’d you get to my house?”
Adrenalin was coursing through my veins, putting my brain on alert and making it quick to respond.
“I got a lift with Liam.”
He turned in his seat to look at me, his eyebrows arched in question.
“With Del? Why?”
“He’s renting a flat across the road from me. I saw him there yesterday, and he asked if I would go shopping with him today and help him to pick some furniture.”
“You went shopping with him?”
“Yeah. Sasha’s away for the weekend, you were away. I had nothing better to do, so I said I’d help him. You know I like all that interior design and decorating stuff. I was happy to give him advice.”
“Sasha’s away? Where’d Sash go? Who with?”
“Just to see her parents in Devon.”
“Oh. On her own?”
“No, Luke, she took the homeless bloke who sits outside the station playing the violin with her, thought he needed a break and Devon needed some culture. Yes, on her own.”
“All right, no need to be a bitch about it.”
“Well, if you wanna know the ins and outs of Sasha’s weekend, I suggest you ask her yourself.”
“I will.”
“Good.”
He turned back to face the front, but a few seconds later, he turned to face me again.
“And his new flat is opposite yours?”
I gave an emphatic, “Yes!” and then raised my shoulders in a shrug and let out a huff. My brother was so suspicious, but I replied as nonchalantly as I could, acting as though I was just fed up with his questioning.
So what?
Liam had a flat opposite my house.
It was coincidence, right?
It didn’t matter anyway. He’d be leaving soon.
Going back to her.
Leaving me behind.
Leaving me exactly the same way everyone else did.