Chapter Forty Seven

Madeline’s POV

Andrew?

I hit the brakes as he comes crashing down onto my windshield. His face contorts under the impact and his spread-out arms grab hold of my side-view mirror. The honking grows even louder in protest, but it doesn’t seem like he cares.

I drove away to avoid him! Why is he here?!

My whole reality changed no more than a few minutes ago and it’s like I’m meeting him for the first time all over again. My anger consumes me and I find myself rolling down the window to shout at Andrew.

“What are you doing?! Get off the road!” He jumps.

“Madeline? I- Okay, we can pull over in another area, I just lost my cat and-”

“You have a cat?! What else do I not know?”

Andrew scoops down to lift the supposed cat and makes it across the street just as the lights turn green. I drive heatedly after him and barely park my car before storming out. I don’t bother to shut the door behind me or stop the engine.