I hadn’t communicated with him in any form since the text messages two days ago. I half wondered if I should leave the apartment. But where would I go? I couldn’t hide from him forever. The sooner we had this conversation, the better it would be for everyone involved. I paced back and forth...
I reached for it, silencing it immediately. I answered it quietly, “What’s up, girl?” “I know we said no more, but I have to tell you something.” My chest tightened as I held my breath. “What?” “Chrystle sold her story to a tabloid.” My stomach dropped. “What story exactly?” I managed to ask thro...
Everything felt exactly the same. “Morning,” Bailey said from her side of the bed. “Hi.” “How do you feel?” “Just as awful and confused as I did last night.” Caroline’s face crinkled. “But you know the worst part?” Her eyes filled up with tears. “What?” “All I keep thinking about is Jackson. Why ...
