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Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 9
After that night, Presley disappeared. He stopped coming to the office, and he stopped showing up outside my apartment. The security guard told me he'd seemed to have vanished overnight.I simply nodded when I heard the news, as if I were listening to gossip about a stranger.Sometime later, I was on the phone with a former colleague from back in Bayton, and she brought him up in passing.She said that after I left, Presley had seemed to go off the rails. He cut things off completely with Vivienne, then quit his job and spent his time tracking down anyone who might know where I'd gone.At first, Vivienne thought her moment had finally arrived. She'd shown up at his place and started cooking for him, hoping to weasel her way in.Instead, he kicked her right out.She burst into tears, demanding to know what happened to wanting someone emotionally stable and low-maintenance.Presley stood in the doorway and delivered a single line. "Do you really think you're in the same league as
Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 8
The second I stepped into the hallway, Presley straightened up.He looked as though he'd been waiting out there for a long time. His hands were red from the cold, and the chill of the night air clung to his hair.When he saw me stop, he immediately fumbled the thermos open and started offering me a portion of bisque with clumsy, hurried hands."Natalie, I made shrimp bisque. You used to love this back in the day, I remember. You just got off work, so have some while it's hot, okay?"Steam curled up from the thermos.Staring down at the thermos, I recalled the time I was burning up with a fever, lying helpless in bed, asking him to bring me a glass of warm water.He'd been in the middle of a game and hadn't even turned his head."Don't you have your own two hands? Stop being so dramatic," he'd said.Later, my fever had climbed to 103°F. I managed to drag myself up to stagger toward the kitchen, and I'd made it halfway there before my legs gave out, and I crouched on the floor,
Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 7
It was a winter day in Norwell, and the city had gotten one of its rare snowfalls.I'd just walked out of the office with my assistant beside me, going over the next day's schedule, when the security guard at the door glanced toward the street and said quietly, "Ms. Vaughn, I think someone's here for you."I followed his gaze.A man was standing at the bottom of the office steps. He was wearing a wrinkled coat, his hair was a mess, and he had an unkempt stubble.There was a layer of snow collecting at his feet, and he'd lost a noticeable amount of weight.I stared at him for a couple of seconds before I realized who it was.It was Presley.He caught sight of me at the same moment. His eyes instantly reddened, and he practically stumbled forward, lunging up the steps."Natalie—"I stepped back on instinct, but he got his arms around me before I could move away.He held on tight, his arms trembling, as if he were terrified that I'd vanish if he loosened his grip."Natalie, I f
Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 6
Things moved fast at the new company.The Norwell branch had just taken on a massive commercial development project, and the initial acquisition phase was a total disaster.The documentation was a chaotic mess, deadlines were already slipping, clients were breathing down our necks daily, and the different departments were busy playing hot potato, each refusing to take accountability.I was knee-deep in it by my second day on the job.I spent my days in back-to-back meetings, my evenings auditing files, and my nights hammering out details with the client.Over the course of three days, I barely clocked a dozen hours of sleep.When one was consumed by work, one simply didn't have the luxury of wallowing in grief. Or more accurately, there was no spare moment to keep turning the same rotten memories in one's mind.I stayed in a hotel for the first week. The day I signed the lease on my own apartment, the first thing I did was air the place out.I stripped the bedding, threw the cu
Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 5
It was Presley. He'd gotten home, found me gone, and the messages came pouring in one after another."Is the divorce agreement for real?""Are you upset about money? Fine. We don't have to split expenses anymore. You can manage all the household finances from now on, okay?""Natalie, talk to me!""Where on earth are you?"I kept my head down, reading through every single message as they popped up, finding the entire thing unbelievably ironic.Even now, at this point, Presley still thought what I cared about was money.He thought I'd walked out over that one cent, over the necklace, and over the fact that he wouldn't loosen his grip on the wallet for me.But he never once understood that what I was done with had nothing to do with who paid for what. It was the fact that his heart was so violently skewed in someone else's direction.I locked my phone and didn't reply to a single message. My pale, hollow reflection stared back at me from the car window.All of a sudden, it felt
Pennies for Him, Freedom for Me Chapter 4
Two days before my departure, Presley unexpectedly sent me a text."Let's grab dinner tonight."My response was concise. "Okay."At 7:00 pm, I arrived at the restaurant address he'd sent. The moment I pushed open the door to the private room, I saw Vivienne sitting inside.She had on a light-colored dress, and the four-leaf clover necklace was right around her neck.She froze for a second when she caught sight of me, but she quickly recovered and flashed me a smile. "Natalie, you made it."I stopped and looked over at Presley.His face was a mask of complete indifference as he pulled out a chair for me. "Have a seat. Vivienne's been wanting a chance to clear things up with you, so I figured we could all just grab a bite together."Clear things up?I almost laughed out loud.A husband had a private dinner with his intern, called his wife over to join them, and called it clearing the air.Without causing a scene, I sat down and set my bag by my leg.Vivienne put on her best
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