My Best Friend Changed Boyfriends Weekly… Until She Chose My Ten-Year Fiancé Chapter 02

I never made that trip.

Just before I reached the airport, our car got caught in a multi-car pileup.

My head slammed into the window. A sharp pain tore through my chest, and my consciousness started to slip.

With shaking fingers, I pressed the phone button that auto-dialed my emergency contact.

Damon’s phone picked up.

I pressed the phone hard against my ear.

All I heard was the sound of two people making out.

My mind went blank.

So the second I left, they couldn’t wait to get back into bed together.

The pain in my chest seemed to reach all the way to my heart.

Blood rose into my mouth.

I tried to call out, but on the other end they were too wrapped up in each other to hear me.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

I tried to move, and a stabbing pain in my ribs made me gasp.

A nurse came in on her rounds.

“Don’t move. You have three fractured ribs and a moderate concussion. You need to rest.”

“We couldn’t get through to any of your family. Try contacting them again later.”

When I got my phone back, I saw the call — twenty minutes long before someone finally ended it.

Along with a message from Damon.

[Lindsay, can’t you even give me a week to breathe?]

I froze for a moment.

So that’s what these ten years with me felt like. Suffocating.

When I texted him again, he’d already blocked me.

My finger paused. I found my parents’ number and was about to call.

Then I saw my parents standing right outside the door.

But they walked straight past my room.

Before I could call out to them, I heard their voices from the room next door.

My mother sounded frantic.

“How is Chloe? What did the doctor say? Is it because she didn’t recover properly last time?”

Damon sounded embarrassed.

“She’s fine. She can leave tomorrow. It’s all my fault. I couldn’t control myself.”

My mother’s voice turned scolding.

“You. Her miscarriage was barely a month ago. Can’t you be more careful?”

“Mr. Hale and I came as soon as we got the call. It’s too late today, but tomorrow I’ll make her some bone-broth stew so she can recover properly.”

Chloe answered sweetly. “Thank you, honorary aunt and uncle.”

My mother suddenly went “Huh?” “Why did Lindsay call me so many times?”

“Did she see Chloe’s post?”

Damon’s voice dropped.

“Lindsay just found out about me and Chloe.”

“Last time I got drunk and slept with Chloe, she got pregnant. She didn’t want to keep the baby, but I couldn’t keep letting her live in the shadows.”

My mother sighed.

“Then I won’t call her back. I don’t want to hear her badmouth Chloe.”

The empty hospital room echoed their words endlessly, each one landing on my heart.

The dizziness in my head suddenly got worse.

I gagged, and it took me a long time to recover enough to open my phone.

I found Chloe’s announcement post.

Both my parents had liked it. I tapped on my mother’s profile.

I’d muted her long ago because she was always forwarding those marriage-pressure posts.

But the cheesy videos I expected were all gone.

All that was left was a dense stream of daily updates.

[Every time Chloe comes home, Damon comes too. These two look more and more perfect together.]

[Lindsay’s away on a trip, so it’s just the four of us having dinner.]

[If only Chloe and Damon were my daughter and son-in-law.]

I pressed my hand hard over my mouth and swallowed my sobs.

The nurse saw my monitors spike and hurried over to steady me.

Her voice was gentle.

“Did you get through to your family?”

I shook my head. “I don’t have a family anymore.”

“What about your boyfriend? Friends?”

I twisted my mouth into a bitter smile.

“Don’t have them either.”