You Only Loved The Version Of Me That Needed Nothing Chapter 11

You Only Loved The Version Of Me That Needed Nothing Chapter 11

Julian ended the video call and signed the last document on his desk. He set the pen down and leaned back in his chair. 

Then he remembered – Toby. He picked up his phone and 

called him back. 

He picked up on the first ring. “What’s up?” 

Toby fumbled for words for a few seconds. Julian was about to 

hang up when Toby finally said it. 

“Hazel got married. Did you know?” Toby’s voice was low, careful – like he was testing the ground before he put his 

weight down. 

“When? Who?” 

“Today. It’s probably wrapping up right now. Some guy from 

Northridge.” 

“I only found out because a friend of mine went to college 

with her – saw the photos on social media. She didn’t tell any 

of us.” He scoffed. “Kind of messed up, honestly. We’re old 

classmates…” 

Toby kept talking, but the words stopped landing. Married. 

Hazel came back to get married. Not with him. He’d been so damn sure – so sure – that her coming home had something 

to do with him. 

When she left three years ago, he didn’t chase her. He didn’t need to. She’d come back – he was certain of it. 

Riverton had him in it, had five years of their history, had 

Chloe. Where else would she go? 

And she did come back. Just like he knew she would. 

He’d written the rest of the story in his head – they’d 

reconnect, time would smooth out the hurt, and she’d drift 

back to where she used to belong. But Hazel hadn’t come back 

for him. 

She was marrying someone else. Even now, some desperate 

part of him tried to turn it into a test – something she was doing to provoke a reaction. 

Maybe he’d show up and she’d be standing there in white, waiting for him to reach for her hand. 

“Where? Where’s the venue?” He clung to that fantasy like a 

drowning man. 

He didn’t grab his coat. Just his keys – and then he was gone.