Chapter 2

2: Wrong Door, Right Guy

~ JULIE’S POV

I was officially homeless.

No, homeless wasn’t the right word. A homeless person probably had a lot more pride than I did.

I had no idea where I was going when I walked out of the apartment.

The suitcase dragged behind me as I made my way down the quiet sidewalk, the wheels bumping over every crack in the pavement. I’d barely slept after reading Hannah’s message.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the ring on her finger, heard her telling me Matt loved her, and remembered the look of relief on his face when I lied about having a boyfriend.