Chapter 64 I didnât know if he was the culprit for lying, or I was the culprit for letting him.
Gabriel left.
And I left him. I pretended to be okay. I pretended to smile at him, to kiss him goodbye at the door. He called after heâ reached, he called that night, and I pretended to be perfectly okay when he told me he was at home, when all I wondered was if Lily was lying next to him in our bed.
She called, and he left.
I was more important than his impending work, but not her.
I pretended that didnât break my heart the way it did, I signed the papers the lawyer brought me, dodged the calls from my work friends probably asking me why their boss has returned to work but not me, and then told Gabriel I needed a few days more over here to say goodbye to the last memories of my Grandfather.
And I did. Now that Alister and Gabriel were gohe, I could go through the things of my grandfather lying around and put them in his wardrobe. I didnât have the heart to give them away or donate them just yet, but maybe someday. Maybe.
It was three days since Gabriel left, and he called every day- some times even thrice a day. I picked each one, pretending things were completely okay between us when I was swimming in a pool of self doubt.
Over thinking became my best friend on the journey back home. That call, her name, it all seemed like a reality check I wasnât ready for, especially not after my grandfather died.
I wanted to preserve things the way they were, but I knew I couldnât. It had been six months since we were married.
Our six months were over.
Gabriel didnât know I was coming back today because I hadnât planned to. It was when I realised how much I had been sulking here and that any answer I get after going home couldnât be worse than the assumptions I had made that I decided to head home.
I called Gabriel before leaving, but his phone was switched off.
For the rest of the way, I was hit with a wave of grief for locking my childhood house, the keys feeling heavy in my bag.
When I reached, I assumed Gabriel would be at work.
âYouâre back?â Luna asked as soon as she spotted me while I was going to my room, and before I could reply, she flung into my arms. âI missed you.â
I melted into the hug. âI missed you too.â
She pulled away. The house doesnât feel the same when youâre not around, Sofia..
1 gave her a small smile, not telling her how this was technically the last day of my marriage. This was the day I had dreaded for months now. âHas Gabriel been around?â
âOnly at nights,â she replied. âHe seemed tired.â
He probably was, since he barely got any sleep when he was with me, I couldnât sleep a lot. Sorrow does that to me. It keeps me awake with a fright and fear I canât shake. âHas he...â I hesitated. âHas he got anyone home when I wasnât around?â
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Luna seemed confused: âLike guests?â
âNo.â The discomfort was clear in my tone. âLike girls. Like... Lily Her eyes widened, and she broke into an expression of panic.
I repeat, âHas she been coming around?â
âNo.â Luna shook her head. âNobody liked her here any way. Good riddance.â
âAre you lying to me Luna?â I asked. I wasnât a distrustful person but her previous panic made me suspicious. And not to forget, if Gabriel can lie to me, he can ask his employees to as well.
âNo.â She shook her head faster. âSwear on you.â
I sigh. âOkay.â
âIs everything okay?â
I nod. âJust tired. Iâm going to head to my room, hm?â
By my room, I meant Gabrielâs. I tried his number again to tell him Iâm home, but his phone was still switched off. I didnât have his new assistantâs number (since Peter was still on leave), so I dialled Ethan.
Ethan was broody and quiet. The only one in the group who would answer my question without asking a million in return.
He thankfully picked up, but the voice wasnât his, it was Livâs. I face palmed almost as soon as I heard her voice. âHello?â
âHey Liv? Itâs me, Sophia,â I said.
âGuys! Guys! Itâs Soph. Soph is calling. Ethan, you ididi, you couldnât save her number?â Her voice was muffled and there were so many voices around her. I saw the time and realised it was the lunch break.
âLiv, you there?â
Yes. Yes! Sorry. Mike got excited looking at your call. He tried snatching the phone. I won.â She almost seemed proud. âAny way, weâve all been calling you every day. Whyâre you ghosting us?â
âLiv, Iâll explain everything later.â I promise, âI need to talk to Gabriel and his phone is switched off. Can you please, please, please head to his office and make me talk to him?â
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end. âSophie.. I canât do that.â
âI know itâs your lunch break Liv, I promise Iâll ask Gabriel to give you ten minutes extra. Itâs just really urgent-
She cut me off. âNo, you idiot, itâs not that. Of course I would sacrifice my lunch break for you. Itâs just that... he isnât at work.â
âOh.
She added, âHe hasnât been coming since like.. ten days now. I mean, he did drop in for an hour or so a couple days earlier.
Wait. Her voice turned muffled again. âGuys, when did boss conte? You sure?â It turned loud again. âLike three days ago, Soph.â
The day after he got back from my Grandpaâs place. He really had lied. Every day I asked him how his day was, every day he talked to me about being at the office and working all day and it was all a lie.
My heart sunk again. Tears I hadnât cried since the past three days threatened to make their way back and I took a deep breath. I had cried so much in the past ten days, I couldnât cry more.
âYes Yes. Youâre right.â Imanaged to say, âT had completely forgotten he isnât coming to work. Right. Shit. Sorry, Liv. Iâll just call you back, yeah?â
I disconnected the call, entering my room and falling onto the bed. Gabrielâs scent lingered in the sheets and the blanket we shared, and it made me want to scream out.
Luna said he had been here every night, but I knew it was a lie because everything in this room was the way I had left it, including the jacket I had worn the day my grandfather died, one that I switched right before I left and so I threw on the bed. It was unmoved.
No one had been in this room. Not the cleaners, not Luna and especially not Gabriel. Everything was exactly the same except a white folder that lied on the table, which I was sure was one of Gabrielâs files. Maybe he had been in this room (because the housekeepers werenât allowed inside when we werenât here), but he had definitely not slept in this bed.
Where had he been sleeping since the past few nights?
Why was he lying to me?
I dialled Zach. Almost when I thought he wouldnât pick up, he dill. âHey Sophiaâ
âHi Zach, is my husband with you?â
âNah. I asked that b*stard to meet last night but heâs apparently drowned himself in work since he skipped a week.â
âIs it?â I asked. voice breaking. âWhere was he last night?â
âWork. Zach sounded confused. âWhy? Is everything okay? Are you okay?â
âYeah. Yes. His phoneâs just switched off, so...
No.
it isnât.â
1 blinked. It isnât?â
âNo, Iâm sure it isnât. I just called him like two minutes ago. He didnât pick up, but it wasnât switched off.â
âOh, perfect. Thanks a lot. Bye. I disconnected before he could ask me anything else, because I knew he would.
Gabriel wasnât just lying to me, but to everyone including his best friend.
My heart rate picked up when I dialled him again, and this time, the call went through.