Late for love) Chapter 8
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After that, I started packing. I’d envisioned this place as my home, filling it
with my stuff, hoping that Grant would turn into someone who couldn’t live
without me.
But it didn’t happen.
Packing was slow. Grant returned late, finding my room full of clothes.
He walked in, surprised. “What are you doing? Business trip?”
I kept packing, my back to him. My lips curved into a wry smile. He had no
idea that I’d quit my job.
He didn’t think of me leaving. That was fine. I didn’t want to tell him, so I
just nodded.
“When are you leaving?”
I didn’t lie.“Tomorrow morning.”
He didn’t ask more and went to make dinner. His cooking was excellent, but
he rarely had time to cook for me. He had been cooking a lot lately but it was all
for Wanda.
After dinner, he gave me a gift box. That was rare.
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Instead of taking it, I asked, “What is it?”
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“I–I’m sorry about what happened that day.” He hesitated, remembering the
look on my face when he left the hospital with Wanda.
I understood. He did this for guilt. But I had already decided to let him go, I
didn’t need it.
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My indifference surprised him, but remembering what he had to say,
continued.“Wanda’s having a hard time, so I’m taking a few days off to take care
of her.”
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