"Bridget, are you an idiot? What can you do with 600,000 dollars? It can't even buy a single apartment!"
I looked at her with a pale face. "But he only owes me this much."
Liking him was my own choice. Taking care of him was, too. I'd just accept that I loved the wrong person.
Wendy sighed and poked my head with her finger, calling me an idiot all the way back.
When I got home, everything that belonged to Jeremy was gone. So was Stella's stuff.
It was like a storm had swept through, leaving a mess scattered across the floor for no one to clean up.
After setting up my stall all night, I'd even stopped by the hospital early this morning to pick up Jeremy's medicine. Now I lay collapsed on the sofa, too exhausted to move.
"Meow."
Melon crouched before me, tilting her head as she meowed. She was a stray cat I'd picked up from the street.
Forcing myself up, I fed her and tidied the room a little while I was at it.
In the evening, I set up my stall as usual.
Without Jeremy, my expenses were actually quite low. Six hundred thousand, at my current spending rate, was enough for me for some months.
But I wanted to buy a house, to have a home of my own.