Instead, he admitted he had known.
“I thought if I stayed out of it, things would calm down,” he continued.
“She’d be nicer.
You’d stop feeling hurt.
I kept telling myself it wasn’t serious.”
“It was serious to me.”
“I know that now.”
“No,” I said quietly.
“You know it because I left.”
He flinched.
I regretted the sharpness, but not the truth.
A waitress came by, and we ordered coffee.
Neither of us asked for food.
“Chelsea says you planned this,” Logan said after the waitress left.
“Planned what?”
“To leave and cut us off.”
“I planned to protect myself.
The rest followed.”
“She thinks you’re trying to make us panic.”
“I didn’t send those notices to make you panic.”
“Then why send them all at once?”
“Because they were connected.”
He rubbed his forehead.
“The business line is for the renovation company.
Without your collateral, the bank may call the balance.”
