By Isabel Wolff
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He was The One. ' 'No, he wasn't, ' Bella said gently. 'If he really was The One, he would not have a) objected to your new career—especially as he knew it made you happy—and b) carried on with Mary-Claire Grey. ' At the sound of her name my tears slammed on the brakes and did a rapid U-turn up my cheeks. ' Bella added gently as I felt a slick of snot slither down my top lip. —'… so you've got to move on. And I think you'll only be able to do that successfully if you expunge Ed from you life. ' 'You've got to expel him, ' said Bea forcefully.
But I knew exactly what 'let's give each other space' really meant, and I was going to be the one to quit first. 'We'll discuss it tomorrow, ' he added wearily. 'No, ' I said, ' there's no need. ' I'd been chewing so hard on my lower lip that I could taste the metallic tang of blood. ' he asked quietly. I nodded. ' I nodded again. ' he persisted. 'Because there'll be serious consequences. ' 'Yes, ' I lied. 'I am. ' 'Right, ' he said faintly. He shrugged. 'Right. Okay… if that's what you want. Well then, ' he said bleakly, 'I guess that's… it.
She looks like a pig in a tutu to me. ' 'Well… she… she… Mary-Claire listens to me, Rose, ' he said with sudden emphasis. 'She hears what I say. You don't. You take everyone else's problems seriously, don't you—but not mine, and would you please put that cloth down? 'There's a nasty mark here, ' I said. 'It's very stubborn. I'll have to try Astonish if this doesn't work. ' He snatched the cloth out of my hand and hurled it into the sink with a flaccid slap. 'You're always cleaning things, ' he said.