Todos los capítulos de The Last Breakup: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

A bottle of champagne, shaken hard, shot toward the ceiling as everyone in the private room celebrated like they'd lost their minds.They were celebrating my boyfriend, Blake West, being single again.One moment, I'd been at the center of the crowd making a wish. In the next, I'd faded into the background, no longer the star of the night, and no one paid me any attention.Blake had never been much for parties like this. His friends usually had to practically beg him to show up, which only made our extravagant annual breakup party that much more anticipated.Blake and I met in college. He was the campus heartthrob, made even more desirable by his wealthy family, while I was the campus beauty who was already making a name for herself in the design world.We were young, and sparks flew easily. Our romance became the talk of colleges all over the area.But after enough time together, someone was bound to get bored.On our fourth anniversary, after I'd made my wish, Blake was silent

For three months, everyone—including me—thought Blake and I were finally over.The people who'd bet against us getting back together were ready to pop the champagne.Then Blake abruptly ended things with Corinne and came back to me.Corinne showed up at his door looking utterly defeated. "Blake, my life is over without you."Blake told me to go home first while he sent her away.That night, he wrapped his arms around me, his breath hot against my ear as he murmured, "Tessa, broken bones take months to heal. I just didn't want to owe her anything. This time doesn't count as breaking the rules. You're the one I'm going to marry."I stared out the window at the moon hanging quietly in the night sky. "Then let's get married."He fell silent, rolled over, and went to sleep.…The music grew faster, shifting from a waltz into a Viennese waltz. Blake and Corinne spun rapidly across the floor, pressed close together as her skirt flew higher with every turn.After all these years, she

As if he had no other choice.He couldn't call 911? Couldn't call an ambulance? Couldn't contact her friends or neighbors and have them break down the door to save her?No. He just had to race over there himself.I threw out the half-cooked barbecue ribs, pan and all, handed the keys to the buyer, dragged my suitcase behind me, and left the place that held my entire youth.By the time my flight landed, Blake had posted an update, except it was written in Corinne's voice.[Hi, everyone. I'm Blake West, and I love barbecue ribs.]The photo showed him from behind in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up as he cooked. The defined muscles of his forearms were just visible.A sharp pain tore through my lower abdomen. Right there in the crowded airport, my knees buckled beneath me.When I woke, the sharp smell of disinfectant filled my nose.As I was trying to gather my thoughts, a tall young man came through the door. The moment he saw my eyes moving, his face lit up."Oh, thank God. You'

They went to the beach.The sand beneath their feet was soft and warm, waves crashed endlessly against the rocks, and the western sky glowed red with the last light of sunset.Corinne leaned in and kissed him."I still haven't taken you to see a sky filled with clouds glowing at sunrise. I really regret that. How about next year?"Blake wavered.What Corinne gave him was completely different from what he had with Tessa.Every second he spent with Corinne made him feel young and alive. Being with her was like a journey without a destination, spontaneous and free, rather than following a predetermined path toward marriage that left him feeling confined.Why couldn't a man have two wives?Then he remembered Laurel's warning that night.Tessa had told her that betting against them getting back together was a sure thing. Did she really have so little faith in him?He was like a kite. No matter how many times he flew away, he would always follow the string back to her without hesit

Even after Hailey set me up with her brother, Owen Mercer, and I'd had dinner with him twice, I still dreamed about Blake glaring at me with bloodshot eyes, accusing me of cheating on him.I struggled with insomnia for a long time. Even listening to sleep streams only made me more awake.Eventually, I asked AI to interpret my dreams. It told me the dreams meant that my connection with the person in them had run its course.Holding on to that thought that our connection had run its course, I slowly began to emerge from the shadow of the past.By the time Blake finally tracked me down, I was meeting Owen for the third time.Owen was steady and quiet, but always thoughtful and attentive. He'd taken me to upscale restaurants the first two times, so today I insisted on treating him to a seafood boil.His surprised expression was unexpectedly cute. "I thought you didn't eat things like this."The truth was, the last time he'd gone to the restroom, I'd accidentally seen the notes on hi