Page 314 of Now and Forever

I hid a smile, trying to act all serious. “I’m worried. Does Mark have a golden cock? From what I’ve seen this morning, it looked pretty normal.”

Callum’s on the other hand, there was nothing golden about it. It was mean… like a bull, like an angered beast or…

Okay, I had to stop. There was no point in getting all hot and bothered thinking about him when I might never get to kiss or feel his body again. Seriously, I had to snap out of my funk.

Luciana only sighed. “That and more. We haven’t really spoken about what will happen. We’re just having fun, but we promised to talk about it soon…” She paused as she read the text message that had just gone through on her phone. “Mother just got in town. I have to meet her for lunch.” She waved me goodbye. “I’ll catch up with you soon,” she said before closing the door on me.

Her mother was here for her event, The Pisano Event. She wanted to make sure everything was how she had pictured it. It was weeks away, but she was beyond meticulous. I was simply glad that Luciana got to deal with her full-time. I mean, I adored her mother, but in my current turmoil, I could only handle easy to difficult to please clients, not the almost impossible ones.

When I felt a headache starting to sprout, I leaned against my chair and closed my eyes, massaging my temples. I’m falling apart, aren’t I? I thought sadly.

A beeping sound erupted, interrupting the silence, indicating a text message. With a groan, I reached for it on the table.

Callum: Burial is for tomorrow at eleven in the morning.

He surely wasn’t wasting any time getting rid of his father. I was starting to type my reply when I paused mid-way, contemplating if I should even bother with a reply. After a few seconds, I decided not to. I was sure mine would get lost amidst the rest of the people sending him condolences.

For lunch and the rest of the afternoon, I stayed in my office, enjoying a sandwich and a bottle of orange juice as my lunch. When nighttime came, I decided to stay in my flat. Since Luciana was staying with her mother tonight, I simply couldn’t resist the temptation of being alone again. Besides, going back to Callum’s house with Zara in there as they tried to console each other would be too nauseating and too painful for me to witness.

It was a cowardly thing to do—hiding away—but at this point, I had to start picking up my life again.

That night, I woke up several times, checking my phone most of the time. It was sickening, but I kept hoping that he might’ve messaged me, wondering where I was. Alas, I never got a missed call or a message.

That was a big indicator that he was done with me.

It was time to let him go.

After the burial tomorrow, I was putting Callum and my life with him behind me and starting anew.

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