Restoration Chapter Five Update on AO3
Restoration Chapter Five Update on FFn
Restoration Chapter Five Update on TWCS
She just stared at Garrett, afraid to move. He walked toward
her, seeing how much the end of their relationship that had affected her. Her
hair was still limp and her eyes were red. She looked like a shadow of the
woman he remembered. “Hey, Bella,” Garrett whispered. He wanted to enfold her
in his arms and take all of her pain away.
“Garrett,” she choked out.
“Look, I know you’re busy, but I’d really like to talk to
you,” Garrett murmured.
“I don’t know,” Bella said, walking to Marcus’s car. Garrett
grabbed her hand gently. She turned to look at him and the sadness swirling in
his eyes shattered her. She didn’t want to keep hurting them. “Why? Why do you
want to talk to me? I’m poison.”
“You’re not, pretty girl,” Garrett said, cupping her cheek.
She bit back a sob. “Please, can we talk? We can meet up? A bar? A restaurant?
The Copes?” She laughed, looking up at him. “Please, Bella. I haven’t given
up.”
“Why don’t we meet at Quinn’s Pub?” Bella suggested. “It’s
close to my office.”
“Great,” Garrett smiled. “What time?”
“Seven?”
Garrett nodded, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles.
“I’ll see you at seven.”
“Just you, right?” Bella verified. Garrett nodded again and
turned on his heel, walking the same direction he came. Bella blinked a few
times, tears tracking down her cold cheeks. Blowing out a breath, she got into
Marcus’s car.
“Everything okay, Bellisima?” Marcus asked.
“I’m listening to my heart,” she whispered, looking over at
her boss.
“Good girl,” Marcus beamed, pulling away from the curb.
Quinn's Pub
Garrett
FYI ~ I will be out of town on business, leaving tomorrow morning and returning late in the evening on Saturday. There will be no teaser posted on Friday since I will not be bringing my computer, nor will I have access to the internet while I'm gone. I will post a teaser upon my return. Keep your eyes peeled! Thank you for reading and I'll see you on Saturday.
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