CHAPTER 39

I stared at my phone, trying to make it ring with the call I was expecting for so many hours.

It never came.

It was good, right?

This was what I wanted. This was what I had longed for. The day Robbie forgot about me.

I wished I had bit more time to prepare myself. Hell, I thought I was prepared for it.

The call came at noon, when he was having his lunch. I was running around making sure there was enough food on the table. He had skipped his breakfast again, I thought I could break him off his nasty habit. But he came back earlier than expected, hungry to eat a cow. His words, not mine.

“Angel, this is enough.”

“No, eat some more, God knows when you will eat next.”

He was not lying when he said he was hungry. I poured him water to wash down his BLT. I had made some fries to go with it. The air fryer was a good choice. I could make him, his favourite fried foods without giving myself a heart attack.

He punched his chest, to stop himself from burping.