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sobs. “We have Mom! What the hell is your problem? She said you haven’t spoken to her for weeks. Do know how hurt she is? I’ve had enough of your shit, Fin. I’m moving in with Antonia when her place is ready. You can stay here or go to hell for all I care.”
    She storms out, slamming the front door behind her. I can’t move and I have no idea what to do. Finlay storms into his room and comes back out a few seconds later with a bag. Grabbing his cell and keys, he also leaves without saying anything. I’m left sitting in their apartment, not knowing if or when they’ll come back. My appetite has completely gone so I clear the table and wrap the food up. My phone chirps twenty minutes later with a text message.
    I’m soz, Antonia. I’m stayin at Moms tonite. Luvya, Gabs xxx
    I shoot back a quick reply.
    No probs, c u tomorrow x
    The apartment is silent. I don’t know if Finlay will be coming back but I need to get out of here for a change of scenery. Grabbing the keys to my new apartment and a pad and pen, I go see how it’s coming along and write a list of anything I might need for when I move in.

I TURN THE KEY , unlocking the oak front door. I flick the switch to turn on the lights. All the walls are painted cream; a blank canvas for me to add my favorite art to. The bathroom is still being worked on so there is no bath or shower yet but that’s the last room to be finished. Dust lingers on every surface, kicking up with my footsteps. The kitchen is as nice as Gaby’s, including all the mod cons. The living room is slightly bigger and there’s sheeting down to protect the floor. Some furniture has arrived and is wrapped. My new piano sits in the corner of the living space; Mom’s house warming present to me. She insists I play as often as possible.
    I stroke my fingers over the keys, letting them tempt me. I haven’t played since I got here, so once I start playing I get lost in the keys and lyrics flow out of me.
    Young love can burn bright,
    But darkness stole me and its grip still holds me tight,
    I’m drowning, sinking deeper,
    I’m searching for a flicker of light
    I’m bleeding out, gasping, bleeding out fast,
    My life ended there, that breath was my last.
    Love falters, rots and decays,
    You didn’t want me broken, you didn’t ask me to stay
    You say you still care, but you left me there dying, left me there bare
    I’m bleeding out, gasping, bleeding out fast,
    My life ended there, that breath was my last.
    I’m so lost in the music, I don’t notice Finlay walk in, and I jump when I see movement behind me.
    “Crap, you scared me! You should wear a bell around your neck. You’re like a ninja.”
    His gaze fixes on me; he looks strained, his posture tight, and I can smell alcohol pouring from him with every outtake of breath.
    “I can’t believe that was you,” he mutters.
    Not understanding what he means, I furrow my brow and shake my head.
    “The music, Antonia. Your voice. I came in here because I thought the workmen had left a CD playing. You’re amazing.”
    I offer him a smile as thanks; I’m too embarrassed to talk and he looks all kinds of lost. The argument with Gaby really seems to have taken its toll on him.
    “Are you okay?” I pat the space next to me on the piano bench for him to sit down.
    Finlay all but collapses next to me, his head dropping into his hands. Where is the put together, dominant man now? He’s almost vulnerable and it’s painful to see him this way.
    I put my arm around him, pulling his head towards my chest. My stomach drops when he folds so easily into me. His body shakes, making my heart splinter. His arms tighten around my waist and he weeps in my arms like a little boy.
    I can’t believe this is the same Finlay who took over a multimillion-dollar company after his dad died.
    The Finlay who was so confident in seducing me during our sexual encounters.
    Now, here he is, crying into my chest, taking comfort in me stroking his head.
    I’m seeing a