None of them has said anything yet, and it’s eating at me.
"Adela." Cody's voice from the kitchen. Finally. "How do you want your eggs?"
I close my eyes, annoyed.
"Scrambled," I answer.
"Knew it," he says, like he was going to make them scrambled regardless, and wanted to break the silence.
Which. Fine. That tracks.
I open my eyes.
Theo is looking at me over the top of the book.
"What," I say.
He shakes his head and goes back to reading.
I look at the ceiling.
I think about calling Maeve, telling her what I've done, and listening to the sound she would make. But I cannot actually tell Maeve about this. Not for approximately one hundred years.
Beckett looks up from his phone and catches me staring at the ceiling.
"You okay?" he says.
"Why are none of you talking?" I ask.
Theo says, “You made your choice.”
Cody adds, “And if that’s what you want––”
I shout, “Guys! I was joking! Obviously!”
They all look at me.
I start to laugh, but there’s nothing funny about this. “You think I want all three of you?”
Cody says, “It sure seemed like it.”
“Are you fucking out of your mind?” I snap. “It was a stupid joke.”
Beckett says, “So, you take it back?”
I look at all three of them and scoff. “I can’t have three boyfriends.”
“Why not?” Theo asks.
My mouth falls open, but nothing comes out. I start blinking, unable to form words. Everything is running a million miles per second, but there’s also nothing at all.
“I–– I––”
“You,” Cody says as he comes over with a hot plate of food. “Are you going to eat and sleep on it. We’ll talk in the morning.”
He takes a seat and stares at me. I look at Theo, who’s also watching me. Beckett has put his phone away, and his eyes are on me.
I start to laugh again.
