I really like the job opportunity in M Country.
The resume I sent over was also met with approval from the other side.
Everything fell into place quickly, and I went abroad as soon as my visa expired.
Caleb Grant came to see me several times.
Each visit saw him looking more haggard, more disheveled.
By the end, I could hardly connect the person in front of me with the Caleb Grant I remembered.
I felt a bit rueful, but there was no hesitation or inclination to turn back.
"I've already fired Rachel Wong and blocked her," Caleb explained frantically. "There really was nothing between us."
"And even if there wasn't, so what? You did those things knowing full well they would upset me, yet you did them anyway." I closed my eyes briefly, took hold of my suitcase, switched off the water and electricity, and locked the door.
These actions all indicated that I wouldn't be returning anytime soon.
Ethan Blake stood by my side, and we started off as friends.