#Chapter54
Voicemails-02
Someone opens the door slowly, and when I look up, my heart crushes inside. Trixie is right, he looks devastated.
/"I don’t wanna talk to you right now and never. You can leave now that you know I’m fine. I will ask my lawyer to file the divorce paper. I don’t need anything from you or Mom. Get out, and goodbye, Seb./" I know he doesn’t like me calling him Seb, but he deserves it.
/"Abby, we’re hurt with what is going on. I’m leaving and give you some time to clear up your head. We can’t talk like this when we’re emotionally unstable. I’ll give you some time./"
I look down at my trembling hands. /"I’m done. Go home./" I stand up and open my closet where I hang all his clothes. I take all of them and put them all in my bed. I open the drawer where I kept his boxers and shirts. Then I get his traveling bag and put all his things inside and zip it closed and place it on the floor.
