At six o'clock I'm waiting across the street outside the bar, sitting on a bench outside.
At six fifteen he comes out and sits down next to me.
"I'm getting married," he tells me. He smells like alcohol and smoke.
I raise an eyebrow. "Married? To who, Emily?"
He gives me a 'no shit' look. "I proposed and she said yes."
Emily is an idiot. Either blinded by love or just naive.
Paul does look good on paper, though.
He'll cheat on her. Break her heart.
Fuck. He already cheated on her.
With me.
"Congrats," I say, half-heartedly.
"I'm just telling me so you'll not call me. Or text. And you won't tell Emily anything, either," he turns to look at me as he says this. To show me he's serious. Maybe even threatening.
"Don't worry. I don't care. Is that it?" I stand up. I'm done.
"Yeah. Bye, Bella."
I feel relieved.
Paul is out of my life.
For real, this time. I think this was closure.
I'm excited to go home and see Edward. Maybe even cook for him.
But as I turn around and walk toward the bus stop, I see Edward standing in the parking lot beside the bakery.
I smile at him.
He doesn't smile back.
He looks pissed.
Now why is Edward mad? And why is he spending so much time with Kate?
See you later!