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“Okay. I’ll come with you,” Jaxson says.
“You can’t. You have a life here. And I’m a big girl, Jaxson. I don’t need you to worry about me. I’m going to be just fine. And I’ll be back to visit.” I walk over and hug him. “I’m going tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? That’s too soon, Poppy,” he says.
It’s quick, but when I make my mind up about something, I do it. Also, I know the longer I stay here, the longer I’m going to have to chicken out and change my mind.
“I’ll send Joel or Jaggar with you until you get settled. You don’t have to do this alone, Poppy.”
“I want to do it alone. I promise I’ll be fine. I’ve already found a place to rent while I look around for something to buy. I’ll call you when I get there and every day after. Love you, Jaxson. Tell the other two not to follow me.”
Walking out of the main house, I feel a huge weight lift off my shoulders. I didn’t know just how freeing this decision would be.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Elias throws a manilla folder down on the table in front of me.
“What’s this?” I ask, sliding it closer.
He sits down across from me. “Something you didn’t ask for, but need to see.”
Curious, I open the folder and immediately wish I didn’t. The first thing I see is a picture of Poppy. It’s been a week since sheleft. A week of not sleeping and doing everything to keep myself busy so I don’t cave and call her. Or worse, jump on a plane and go and see her. I slam the folder shut.
“You’re right. I didn’t ask.” I glare at Elias. “When did you say you’re going back to Mexico?”
“I didn’t. And you need to read that.” He points at the folder.
“What I need is for my family to stay the fuck out of my personal life.”
“Your familyisyour personal life, moron. I know why she ran.”
This has my attention. “It doesn’t matter why she ran. She didn’t stay.”
“It matters, because anyone in her position would have run,” Elias says.
“I don’t want to be with someone who runs at the drop of a hat. I don’t have the time or inclination to chase someone around the country,” I tell him.
“It’s a good thing that she’s in LA then. You don’t have to go far at all.”
“She’s in LA?” I ask.
“Yep. Stop being stubborn and read the damn file. Where are the waiters? I’m hungry?” Elias glances around the restaurant.
“I already ordered for you,” I tell him.
“Great.”
I stare at the folder.Do I really want to open that can of worms again?
“Just so you know, I looked into it and what she thinks happened to her mother isn’t anything close to the truth,” Elias says.
“What do you mean?”
“Open the folder, Sammie J. Stop being your own enemy.”
“I’m busy. I don’t have time for this,” I tell him. “I’ve got to help Imogen.”
“Your sister is going to be fine. Your parents have doctors lined up. We’re all being tested to see if we’re a match to donate bone marrow. And if we’re not, we will find some. There’s nothing you can’t get on the black market if you know where to look,” Elias says.
