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done with him. 
    “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I’ve already told you; I didn’t mean it. It didn’t mean anything.  Nothing even happened. You have to believe me. I’m sorry, Janie. I love you. I love you .”
    Andrew always had been good at apologies. When he forgot their anniversary or the one after that, and her birthday, and a date or two. No matter the sin, he always managed to sucker her back in, promising the moon in one breath–and asking for something in the very next.  He was always good at lying too, but he must have realized that this time was different because he kept going back and forth from denying it ever happened, and apologizing for it. This time, Janie didn’t care, so she didn’t listen. 
    It wasn’t until she’d packed herself into her jeep for the last time, buckling her seatbelt with a resounding click , that she realized she did have something to say. She turned her head to meet Andrew’s eyes with her dead ones and said, “Don’t call me.”
    She could hear him cussing after her as she drove away.
    ***
     
    “Janie, it’s so amazing we’re roommates!”
    The uncommonly beautiful and statuesque Alyssa Halliday was a whirlwind of fresh air. Now that her modeling days were over and she’d filled in all the right places, you could describe her quite accurately as a blond bombshell. People were always comparing her to Charlize Theron, to which Alyssa would demurely shrug and blow a kiss as a way of thanks. 
    Janie was a natural blond too–not that she was sure Alyssa was naturally blond.  But Janie’s hair always seemed to look drab in comparison to Alyssa’s.
    She tugged on Janie’s hand, leading her on a tour around the condo. As she excitedly chatted away about the view and the new glamorous and girly furniture she’d already stuffed the place with, Janie couldn’t help but smile. It appeared her friend hadn’t changed very much since college.
    “So,” Alyssa grinned, finally stopping in the living room to flop into a bright fuchsia chesterfield sofa. “What do you think?  I had the whole place redecorated for us.”
    “I think you should really let me pay rent,” Janie sat in the white high back chair opposite her, or one might better describe it as a rocker queen’s throne.
    “Oh no,” Alyssa waved her off, laughing. “Honestly, you’re doing me a favor. After living here with another person for a year, well, it gets kind of lonely when it’s just you. I mean, it’s meant for two people.  And, God , you wouldn’t believe the boring furniture Connor had filled the place with.”
    “It is huge,” Janie nodded, politely pretending that the physical absence was obviously all one would suffer after a breakup.
    “I picked it,” Alyssa sat up straighter, leaning forward. “You know Connor wanted to live somewhere in the historic district? I was like, ‘I am living downtown!’ I mean, can you imagine? And the wallpaper he wanted to put up in our bathroom!”
    Watching Alyssa, Janie wondered if Connor Wright ever thought he honestly had a chance. Sure, Connor had been Alyssa’s best friend since high school, but he followed her to college and sobbed when she agreed to marry him. Just watching afar from social media, Janie could tell their relationship wasn’t exactly a partnership. The divorce no doubt devastated him.
    “But enough about Connor,” Alyssa said, “What happened with you and Andrew? You guys have been dating since you started working at that private school.”  Alyssa was already busy pouring them a couple glasses of pinot grigio.
    Janie stared at her, silently scrambling for something to say, something this old friend wouldn’t judge her for. 
    “I…he…”  Janie gulped down a sob in her throat.  “Let’s just say you were right about him.”  Alyssa frowned and nodded sympathetically, making Janie want to die.  She was so insulted–so annoyed –when Alyssa pegged Andrew as a “loser” when she first met him.  She hadn’t