They Voted Me Out Of The Wedding So I Canceled It Chapter 21
Just as I reached the other side, his voice called out from behind me.
“Claire, I’ll always owe you that yes vote.”
I paused and looked back at him across the intersection.
“It’s not a debt.”
He froze.
“The problem was that you believed my place in that family was something that could be put to a vote in the first place.”
Evan’s mouth opened, but no words came out.
I turned the corner, and my phone rang.
It was Cameron. “Your return flight changed gates. Did you get the alert?”
“Just saw it.”
“Can you still make it?”
I checked the time. “I can make it.”
By the time the plane took off, the lights of New York were shrinking fast outside the window. I closed my laptop and didn’t look back.
To me, New York was just clients, meetings, and next quarter’s projections.
Once the seatbelt sign went off, I opened my laptop and started working through my emails.
It was late when I landed in Atlanta.
Cameron was waiting outside arrivals, holding up the contract for a new project. The moment he saw me, he gave it a little shake.
“Contract first, or food first?”
“Food first. We can talk while we eat.”
“Knew it.”
He took my luggage, and we walked out of the terminal side by side. The night air was warm, and in the distance, the traffic and city lights blurred into a single, flowing river of brightness.
I walked into that light, my life my own.
Then my screen lit up again.
It was an email from the editor of the business magazine that had profiled me.
“Rachel Hale claims your feature story was seriously misleading. She is demanding that we publish her ‘full truth’ by tomorrow morning.”
The first attachment was that family portrait from the wedding.