Chapter 38

That night, I slept deeply and soundly. Suddenly, I was awakened by noises outside. It wasn't Brandon talking, but a woman with a local accent. Judging by the voice, it wasn't a young lady. Young ladies' voices were soft and clear. A woman's voice was usually heavier and rougher. I had a knack for recognizing people by their voices. Yet, I failed to realize that the man I loved for ten years turned out to be a jerk. People said you forget someone when you stop thinking about them constantly. But it seemed I haven't reached that point. I still involuntarily think about Chris, even if it wasn't out of love but resentment. I found myself thinking of him often. I didn't get out of bed but listened intently to the conversation outside. "Mrs. Rhodes, where's Brandon?" the woman asked. "He left early this morning," Kelly replied. Her voice was accompanied by the sound of running water. "He left? I thought he hadn't gotten up yet." The woman's voice carried a hint of laughter. "H