Chapter Eight
“We need to talk,” Lucy says.
She’s sitting on the couch, mascara streaked down her cheeks.
Oh, shit.
I drop my purse and rush over to her. As soon as I sit down next to
her, she starts crying.
“What’s wrong? Did Alex break up with you?”
She starts shaking her head and then I really start freaking out.
Please don’t say cancer. I grab her hand, and that’s when I see it. “Lucy!
You’re engaged?”
She nods. “I’m sorry. I know we still have six months left on the
lease, but he wants me to move in with him.”
I stare at her for a minute. Is that why she’s crying? Because she wants
out of her lease? She reaches for a tissue and starts dabbing at her eyes.
“I feel awful, Lily. You’re going to be all alone. I’m moving and you
won’t have anyone.”
What the...
“Lucy? Um... I’ll be fine. I promise.”
She looks up at me with hope in her expression. “Really?”
Why in the world does she have this impression of me? I nod again. “Yes.
I’m not mad, I’m happy for you.”
She throws her arms around me and hugs me. “Oh, thank you,
Lily!” She starts giggling in between bouts of tears. When she releases
me, she jumps up and says, “I have to go tell Alex! He was so worried
you wouldn’t let me out of my lease!” She grabs her purse and shoes
and disappears out the front door.
I lie back on the couch and stare up at the ceiling. Did she just play
me?
I start laughing, because until this moment, I had no idea how
much I’ve been waiting for this to happen. The whole place to myself!