Chapter 142

Sometimes, a swift cut was the best way to untangle a mess. I hoped Brandon would be the blade that would help me sever my ties with Chris. After hanging up on Gordon, I continued organizing my trinkets and tidying up the house. Brandon had neatly folded the pink blanket he used last night and placed it on the bed. An image of Brandon using that small pink blanket made me laugh. Life was full of hardships, but it also had its occasional, unexpected joys. Although Gordon's news should have made me anxious, I didn't let it bother me. I was surprisingly calm and composed, waiting for the termination call from my new employer. However, I managed to clean my little apartment, tidy up all the corners, and even tended to the flowers on the balcony, but my phone remained silent. Finally, I brewed a pot of tea and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony to read. Then I heard voices from below. I leaned over to see a few people delivering furniture and two movers. They were smoking and