She shot the question right back at him, her gaze steady, not a hint of hesitation. Aurora never saw the point in dodging anything with Craig-not anymore.

After all, she wasn't the one at fault when they split up.

Craig hadn't expected her to turn the tables like that, so he just stood there, awkward and silent.

If his secretary saw him like this, she'd probably be floored. Normally, Craig was the strong, silent type. He'd rather eat cold leftovers for a week than waste words on small talk. He had a handsome face, that was for sure, but he always seemed distant, almost chilly.

But now, he just looked lost.

"Did you get the tire changed?" Aurora finally asked, her voice cool, making it clear she didn't want to draw this out any longer. "Thanks. How much do I owe you for swapping the spare? I'll Venmo you."

"Aurora, I just... I came because I was worried about you." Craig tried.

"Well," she shrugged, "you don't have to worry. I'm fine."

He fell silent again.

Aurora pulled out her phone and sent him a thousand bucks on WhatsApp, then looked up. "Thanks for coming out. Normally, changing a tire costs, what, a hundred? But it's pouring, you drove out here in a Mercedes, probably burned a ton of gas, so I sent you a thousand. That should cover it."

she were talking to a stranger at a Jiffy Lube. Aurora was always like

Craig even

who was never good with words,

"I—"

divorced. I'd appreciate it if you remembered

whatever light had been left

That was it.

They were divorced.

face. She just deleted his chat, started

His grip loosened, and the umbrella he'd been holding caught the wind and tumbled down

alone as the rain soaked through his shirt, clinging to his

he

the way he should have.

He had it coming.

picked up Felicity, she was so pale from throwing up she looked almost

obvious she had nothing left in

and carried her to the

his usual sports car,

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