#Chapter 206 Separation

By noon the day after Andrew caught Noah in my apartment, I still lay in bed. I did not sleep a wink the entire night, and yet I had only left the bed to use the bathroom. I had not changed from my pajamas or showered since Lisa’s wedding. Andrew’s egg-and-sausage biscuits sat in the trash, untouched. Somehow, above everything else, the smell wafted to me from the kitchen, nauseating me at the memory of our fight. I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture. I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself. If only my life could be like in a romance novel, everything would be much easier. I could rely on my male lead’s resources alone to solve all my problems, and it wouldn’t take an eternity just to secur