It wasn’t until he called Heather’s best friend, Susan Rogers, that he felt a glimmer of hope again.
As soon as she recognized his voice and heard the purpose of his call, Susan let out a bitter laugh.
“Looking for Heather? Mitchell, stop dreaming. A jerk like you doesn’t deserve to see her again. You don’t deserve to know where she is now.”
Mitchell ignored Susan’s cruel words. He clutched his phone tightly, hope flaring back to life, and spoke quickly, desperation in his voice, “You know where she is, don’t you? Please, tell me. I’ll do anything. I’ll give you money-
Before he could finish, Susan scoffed, “So you think your dirty money can fix things? Mitchell, your money means nothing to me! Your apology isn’t worth a thing. Even the devil would find
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you despicable.”
Mitchell didn’t even realize the call had ended. He kept apologizing, pleading with the silence.
“I really know I was wrong, and I promise I’ll never touch another woman besides Heather. Please, just tell me where she is…”
When he tried calling Susan back, he realized he had been blocked again:
In a frenzy, Mitchell screamed in frustration, pounding his fists into the ground, his skin tearing, blood staining the floor. He didn’t seem to feel the pain, punishing himself over and over again.
He had no idea how much time had passed, but the sound of the door opening snapped him. back to reality.
In just half a day, Mitchell had felt the crushing weight of despair countless times, but still, he couldn’t help but hope that the person coming through the door would be Heather
When Vanessa walked in, the hope he clung to was immediately torn away, and the weight of despair collapsed on him once again. His shoulders sagged.
Vanessa, seeing the state he had reduced himself to in such a short time, was filled with a mix of pity and frustration.
“I told you over and over to cut things off with Bethany. But you didn’t listen. Now look at what you’ve done to yourself!”
Mitchell didn’t know how to answer. He regretted it. He truly regretted it.
At the time, he thought he could balance things between Heather and Bethany. But he had forgotten–there was no such thing as being in full control.
