Sarah isn’t home when I let myself into the apartment carrying my case. I let Jefferson go, assuring him I could manage, and despite his fatherly protests, he is finally gone. I still have a key to the apartment and want nothing more than the coziness of the couch and throws and space to mull over Jake’s asshole attitude.  

I text Sarah informing her of my arrival so she won’t be surprised when she gets home, but my heart sinks at her response. Marcus has taken her to Florida ...