Chapter fifty-eight

New York City never seemed bigger.  Abbey was lost in the sea of people.  She had to get out of the penthouse for awhile for her sake and Sloan’s.  After she cleaned up the broken glass she grabbed her purse and took off.

Abbey wandered Fifth Avenue.  She wandered Broadway.  She felt completely and truly lost – not physically but emotionally.

Abbey didn’t know what confused her more.  In the same breath that told her their marriage was real Sloan told another woman he loved her.  Who the hell was Maggie?  Was that Sloan’s big bad secret?  He had a wife in Belfast?

After hours of wandering, Abbey trudged back towards the penthouse.  Her tired feet stopped at the Starbucks down the block from Sloan’s building.  She needed something to drink.

Abbey leaned against the counter as she waited for the barista to pour her iced tea.  She heard a familiar voice.  She slowly turned her head.  Robert studied the menu board, debating his choice of beverage.

“Sloan still has you following me after what I said?” Abbey asked amazed.

Robert laughed as he discovered her standing there.  “No, actually I’m here because I’m thirsty and want an iced coffee.”

Abbey couldn’t hold back.  She needed to know.  “Who’s Maggie?”

Robert stared at her for a moment unable to believe she really didn’t know.  “Maggie is Sloan’s little sister.”

Abbey’s heart fell.  She let her paranoia get the best of her again.  “I’ve never heard of her calling before.”

“She doesn’t.  She called to tell Sloan his mother is dying in Belfast.”

Abbey clapped her hand over her mouth as she felt her heart break for a woman she never met.  “When is he leaving for Belfast?” Abbey pressed.

Robert took his iced coffee from the barista before he answered.  “He’s not.  He can’t go home.”  He spun on his toe and headed for the door leaving Abbey in stunned silence.


About triciaandersen

I am the author and illustrator of the children's book "The Peculiar Princess". I am also the author of two adult fantasy romance novels, "The Sorceress of Savon" and "The Woodcutter King of Muladin". Along with being an author I am married to a wonderful guy and have three beautiful children. I coach youth track and field, sew and chase my children around to their various activities.

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