My mind had been filled with nothing but images of Gia all day, I longed for her in the worst way, but even I knew that for something as crazy as us to work she needed time. Time to understand what she was getting into when she said she was mine. When it came to Gia King, I would go to hell in a hand basket before I allowed anything to ever happen to her again. I’d rip my own heart out instead of breaking hers. At the mere thought, insecurities slithered into my mind like a snake in the grass. What if you gave her everything and you still ended up breaking her heart? “Did Dad call you?” Chance interrupted my thoughts as he stuffed his mouth full of food from the mess hall. “Probably, I don’t know. I haven’t checked my phone all morning.” It wasn’t a lie, I was trying my hardest to resist the need to text Gia and make myself look even more like a lovesick puppy. Chance smiled.
