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Pity Party
I grabbed a second cup of coffee and steeled my spine ready to start the long process of figuring out my next moves. Jax obviously was not bothered by his actions last night. The fact that he could come out of the bedroom, see me but ignore me, and go about his business was all the proof I needed that there was no apology coming from him. My heart hurt for the loss of the love that I thought was blooming between us, but now was not the time for emotions. Now was the time for me to push my emotions aside and work.
I grabbed a notebook before settling in once again in the kitchen chair. I browsed through every available rental in the area. To my utter horror there were not many places available. Scanning through the listings it became apparent that three-bedroom homes were in short supply. Desperate times call for desperate measures, I started looking at two-bedroom homes.
It would be very difficult for me and the kid
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