Chapter 39

It had been three weeks since Corinne had seen Jeff. Even when
traveling he had made it a point to never be where she was, or even
close enough to hear her voice. She had since accepted the position
Mr. McMahon offered and still cried herself to sleep every night
thinking about what she had lost.

"Hey Cori. I have it all set up with Mr. McMahon. Matt and I will take
you to the airport tomorrow and we'll ship the rest of your stuff
after a few weeks alright." Amy said after folding another shirt from
Corinne's closet.

"How is he?" Corinne asked softly.

"Matt's great. Last night we were...."

"You know I didn't mean Matt. How's Jeff?"

"He's...good. I don't know. He hasn't really been talking to me much
and Matt won't tell me anything. But as far as I can tell...he's
alright."

"Good...well that's the last of my clothes. Thanks a lot for helping
me pack Aims."

"No problem. What are friends for anyways? Do you need anything else?"

"No, I'm good. You go ahead and head off to the hotel. I'm sure Matt's
getting anxious."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow hun. 8 o'clock on the dot. Matt and I
will be here."

"Um...Where's Jeff?"

"He's in the city for the week. New York I mean. Are you sure you
don't want me to stay?"

"No. I'll be fine. See you tomorrow morning."

"Bye." Amy waved as she walked the door, while Corinne watched from
the door as the headlights faded into the night.

"Hmmm...alone again. Guess I'll have to get used to this." She sighed
and looked around the condo she had rented out since the day Stephanie
had called her to take over the job.

As she gathered the rest of her things in the house and got ready for
bed, she didn't notice the man standing outside her home, his green
eyes dark with torment as he watched the woman he loved get ready to
leave everything they had together.

*** so sad isn't it? So sad....