Clean.
We’ll move the rest of her things tomorrow.
Everything is good here.
Thanks, Kade.
I start to tap over to social media to occupy my time with watching videos, only to have another name pop up on mynotifications that immediately makes my chest feel like someone is crushing it.
MADS
I saw Kade bringing in boxes on my way out to walk Zero.
What’s going on? Is Bonnie okay?
I sigh and remind myself none of this is about me.
He just wants what’s best for his friend.
She’s okay.
We’re at her dad’s. She’s safe.
Why is she there?
Why not here?
Things happened that she can tell you about when she’s ready.
It isn’t my place.
But I can tell you that she’s okay.
Did you tell her?
A shadow moves through her bedroom then, and I glance up to see her pulling on a pair of shorts. Every inch of me aches watching her, remembering the hell we went through just today.
Yeah. She knows.
And you’re sure she’s okay?
I promise.
I haven’t kidnapped her.
You guys are welcome to come out and take a break for a couple of days.
I’m not hiding her from you. She needed time off.
I think everyone could use time off.
We’ll talk logistics tomorrow.
Please trust me, Maddox.
He doesn’t reply to the last message.
I close my phone and set it down, looking up just in time to see Bonnie’s dad come to the glass door from the living room and look outside, kombucha in his hand. He waves my way, and I wave back, smirking at the way he’s been watching me set up this little date as if he’s finally seeing his daughter go to her prom.
