Jessica:
I’m sure she is.
Did you try checking the cottage?
Becky:
He’s not home. Did he maybe come to see you?
Jessica:
No, he hasn’t been here.
Becky:
Dammit.
Can you let me know if he contacts you? I’m worried about him.
I bite my lip as I think through the options.
Jessica:
I actually have an idea. I’ll text you if I find him.
Becky:
Thank you, Jessy.
Jessica:
Of course. Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.
Becky:
Just find Matthew.
I stare at her words for a moment, feeling the weight of her request on my shoulders as I take a breath.
I remember how he was when he came to me that night, when he found out that his mother’s condition was worsening. Losing her must have devastated him. Knowing he missed his chance to say goodbye? I don’t even want to imagine the state I’ll find him in.IfI find him.
No, I have to find him. Nothing else is an option.
“What’s wrong?” Aiden’s question reminds me I’m not alone.
“Nothing.” Locking my phone, I get up and quickly check the time before I log out of the computer. “I’m leaving on time for once.”
“Jessy…” He runs his fingers through his hair, teeth grinding. “Can we talk? Grab a drink? I don’t want you to be angry with me.”
The anger and frustration I felt toward him are gone. It’s not important.He’snot important right now. Not like Matthew is.
“I’m sorry, I’m busy.”
Not giving him a chance to answer, I slip past him and rush to the changing room. I grab my bag, not even bothering to change before I leave the medical center. There is only one place I can think of that he would go to, and that’s?—
“Trouble…”
I look up, my keys clutched in my hand, and I come to a sudden stop.
