I Got A Thanks You Card While She Got His Pink Diamond Chapter 08

I Got A Thanks You Card While She Got His Pink Diamond Chapter 08

Noah found the property manager of my old apartment building downstairs.

I had already ended my lease.

The landlord said I had left before dawn with only one suitcase.

Noah stood in the empty apartment and saw a single white sock still hanging on the balcony.

The tiny sock swayed in the wind.

He suddenly remembered how things had been years ago.

I was always following behind them.

Ethan walked quickly, and I would have to jog to keep up.

Noah would feel sorry for me and stop to wait.

Back then, I would smile and call out, “Noah, you’re the best.”

Then Sienna came into our lives.

She cried. She was afraid of the dark. She trembled and said she never felt safe.

After that, everyone began saying the same things to me.

Leah, let her have this.

Leah, you’re the strong one.

Leah, don’t make a big deal out of it.

Noah said those things too.

After repeating them enough times, even he began to believe them.

He began to believe I truly couldn’t be hurt.

The property manager found an old paper bag in the storage room.

“Ms. Monroe left this when she turned in her keys last night. She said that if anyone came looking

for her, I should give it to Mr. Sullivan.”

Noah’s hand trembled as he took it.

There was only one photograph inside.

It was a group picture from the night of my eighteenth birthday.

Fireworks were exploding in the distance.

Ethan and Noah stood on either side of Sienna, protecting her beneath the only umbrella.

In the corner of the photograph, I stood alone in the rain, holding the cake I had bought for them

The hem of my dress was soaked through.

My hair was plastered to my face.

My smile looked painfully forced.

I had written something on the back of the photograph.

[Noah, I didn’t actually live close by that night]

[It took me twenty-seven minutes to run home.]

[I ended up with a fever of nearly 104 degrees. Our next-door neighbor was the one who took me to

the ER.]

[I never told any of you because you said Sienna was afraid of thunder.]

Noah’s tears struck the photograph,

He sank to the floor, and a choked sob tore from his throat.

That was what Ethan saw when he arrived.

He snatched the photograph from Noah.

One glance was enough to make his entire body go rigid.

Noah looked up at him, his eyes bloodshot.

“Do you remember that night?”

Ethan said nothing.

Of course he remembered.

I had called them that night and asked where they were.

He had said, “Leah, you live close by. Just make a run for it.”

Afterward, I was sick for three days.

He thought I was sulking and sent me a message.

[Stop pretending.]

Noah managed a smile, but it looked more painful than tears.

“Ethan, we left her alone so many times.”

Ethan gripped the photograph until the veins stood out across the back of his hand.

Then he suddenly turned and ran downstairs.

Noah followed him out.

“Where are you going?”

Ethan’s voice was ragged.

“The airport, the train station, anywhere she could have left from.

“I have to find her.”

Standing in the rain, Noah suddenly said, “And what happens if you do?”

Ethan stopped.

Noah looked at him and spoke one word at a time.

“She isn’t lost.”

“She doesn’t want us anymore.”