“Since when are you an expert?”
“I’ve been Googling things to stay ahead.”
“Googling?”
“You would be surprised at what you can find there. Anyway, all I’m saying is, give her time, sir.”
“That won’t be happening.”
“Suit yourself.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“It means, you might lose her once and for all.”
My breathing turns harsh and rugged as I resist the urge to punch Harris’ snobby face. “That won’t be happening either.”
“It will, unless…”
I stare at him. “Unless what?”
“Unless you give her space. If you want her to fall back into you willingly, then you should leave her alone for a while.”
“How long is a while?”
“As long as it takes.”
“What if she never comes back?”
He sighs and readjusts his glasses again. “Then it’s better to let her go.”
Let her go.
I know what that means, and despite my black mood, I recognise it’s probably the best option for her.
But how the fuck can I let go of the piece of myself I finally found?
26
Aurora
The following week passes in a blur.
It’s the longest period of my life.
Part of it is because of the upcoming trial and the imminent doom of facing my father again. Alan and I have been practising what I should and shouldn’t say, how I should react, and even what I should wear.
My solicitor is sure that the prosecution has nothing to bring me down, but I can tell he’s wary of the other solicitor pulling something from his sleeves.
However, that’s not the part that unsettles me the most. The reason I’m out of sorts is mainly because of the cold shoulder Jonathan has been giving me lately.
He doesn’t sit me on his lap anymore, although he does give me that severe look so I’ll eat. He runs me baths but doesn’t stay when I take them. He brings me meals but doesn’t linger. He’s in the know about all my meetings with Alan, but he doesn’t talk to me about the trial.
Jonathan doesn’t talk to me. Full stop.
When we had a family dinner the other day, he remained completely silent, listening to Aiden and Levi throwing jabs at each other. He didn’t stay for their usual chess game, and as soon as the meal ended, he went straight to his office.
Elsa and Astrid asked me if something was wrong, and Aiden said they’re getting back the Jonathan they all recognise.