Chapter 29
“You still haven’t heard anything from him?” Karla asked as they sat around June’s living room. June didn’t have the energy or desire to go out. The girls refused to leave her alone, so they came over to her place to help console her with several large bottles of wine.
“No.” June’s voice was as hollow and void as her heart was.
She didn’t think Rob was capable of something like this, but she couldn’t refute the facts.
He had ghosted her. Rob had gotten what he’d wanted out of her and left.
She hadn’t seen him or any of his friends at the office as if all of them were avoiding her.
A small part of her had hoped he would call her and apologize, say he’d been in a car accident or something.
A coma that he had only just woken from, and this was the first chance he’d had to talk to her.
But she was only fooling herself. Rob wasn’t coming back into her life. At this point, she didn’t want him to.
“I’m so sorry, June,” Sue said, looking disheartened.
“We should go over to his house and TP it or something. Oh, or key his car.” Karla’s face lit up with glee at the prospect of destroying Rob’s things.
“No.” June didn’t want to deface his property. She was above such things. She was shocked Karla would even suggest such a thing. She expected that kind of suggestion from Casey, not her.
“Alright, enough,” Casey snapped, standing up and staring down at June with a look of determination. “It’s time you stop moping and focus on other things. He’s not worth the time and energy, June. Don’t let him get the better of you. As the saying goes, there are plenty of fish in the ocean.”
Casey was right. Not that she was ready to start dating, but June needed to stop feeling sorry for herself and nursing a broken heart. She was sure Rob had already moved on. “You’re right. No more feeling sorry for myself,” she spoke up, feeling more confident.
“That’s the spirit,” Casey cheered her on.
“Obviously, he wasn’t the one,” Sue chimed in.
“No, but the right one is out there somewhere. Or several someones.” Casey winked coyly at her.
“Let’s drink to that.” Karla raised her wine glass, and the rest joined her.
June loved these women more than anything. She didn’t know what she would do without them to talk to and get their advice.