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pissed her off. Rachel always said she hoped my life sucked. Guess she could tell from the way things looked that my life didn’t exactly suck. So, she did what she could to fuck it up. Bitch.”
    “Well, hang in there, Tom. I told Sue I’d call her tomorrow.”
    “Will you call me afterward?”
    “Yes. But after that, I’m not playing go-between. Sue already asked me if I was taking sides. I’m not. You’re both my friends, but Sue is my best friend, and no matter what, I have to be there for her. Do you understand?”
    “Yes. I just need to know that she’s all right. And hope that in time, she’ll talk to me and we can get this whole thing straightened out.”
    “I hope for that, too,” Gina said. “By the way, I’d do something about the locks on your house.”
    “I already made that call,” I told her. “The locksmith’s coming tomorrow.”
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
    Sue
     
    I knew I shouldn’t have downed the entire bottle of wine. I spent part of the night hugging the toilet and I had a killer headache. Thank God I didn’t have to pick up Chloe until noon so I could stay in bed.
    I wish last night was a bad dream, that when I woke up everything I thought had happened was just my imagination and fear working overtime. But once I got my bearings, I knew that it wasn’t. And I got angry all over again. Angry that Rachel was so damn beautiful. Angry that I was angry that Rachel looked so damn beautiful when I knew in my heart she was as cheap as those nipple covers with tassels she wore. Angry that Rachel had a key to Tom’s place. Angry that Tom gave Rachel a key to his place. Angry. Angry. Angry. At the whole world. But mostly at myself for allowing even a smidgen of hope that I could find a man to spend the rest of my life with, one who wouldn’t always be looking over my shoulder for something better, who accepted me for who I was and didn’t try to make me into something I wasn’t.
    What is it about men? Are there no good ones left? I think Gina found the last good guy. Or, correction, she realized she had a great guy, one she was willing to change her whole life for. A guy has never loved me that much —ever!
    Maybe there are those of us who aren’t meant to have great guys. Maybe it’s God’s way of controlling the population or something. Hell, I don’t know. All I know is that my heart still feels as broken as it did last night and for some reason, what happened with Tom bothers me more than I wish it did. I don’t like what that tells me because I realize I loved him even more than I admitted to myself. And I don’t want to love him. Not now. Not ever.
     
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    Tom
     
    The locksmith came first thing in the morning. I had him change the locks and add deadbolts. I definitely didn’t want a repeat of last night.
    I sipped my coffee and tried to read the morning paper. I wanted to call Gina and check to see if she had talked to Sue, but I knew it was too early to call. Besides, Gina had said she’d call me. I was lousy as hell at being patient. I wanted to go over to Sue’s and try to explain everything face to face.
    I ran my fingers through my hair. Christ, I was tired. I tossed and turned the night before. Damn, I can’t believe I ever loved Rachel, that I had actually asked her to marry me. Was I that desperate? To be fair, it wasn’t until the breakup that Rachel started acting so whacked out. Before, she was just a spoiled little brat who got everything she wanted. That’s what I got tired of. Her sense of entitlement and me-first attitude. But I had no idea she had this nasty side to her, a side that was hell-bent on revenge and making my life miserable.
    I thought after she started seeing the surgeon, whom I had heard about from an acquaintance, that things would get better. She got the rich guy she wanted , and because he was older and established, she would be well cared for. She had no worries. I’m sure he spoiled Rachel just like her