CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

'What on earth was he doing here? Of all the places to be on a Friday night' I wondered.

Mr Clueless got the idea and left. Kol sat down where he'd vacated.

I didn't turn to look at him. I couldn't. I had deluded myself into thinking I didn't like him that much and could handle seeing him but today felt different.

We were outside the confines of a work-related environment.

Both of us said nothing as he ordered a bottle of scotch, neat. I picked up my phone just to fill time.

I continued to scroll through it when a notification came in. I'd forgotten I still followed Michael on I*******m.

He'd updated his account with a post.

It was a digital wedding invitation card alongside a few photos of the couple.

I thought I would feel the pain. That I'd be livid but I felt numb instead. I ran over my screen with my thumb. He hadn't wanted me the same way Kol hadn't. I smiled bitterly.

Maybe there was something wrong with me.

"Hey." He said. I didn't look up at him and I didn't repl