I thought she viewed me differently now, but I guessed it was all part of the act.
So why does my heart still call out to hers?
Cursing, I reached over and grabbed my phone, thumb brushing across the screen until it lit up.Her name sat there in my messages, right where I left it.
Empty.
I stared at it for a second longer than I should have, and part of me wanted to ignore Benji's advice and break the tension.
Just send something.Anything.
You good?
We need to talk.
Stop being stubborn.
Hell, I’d even take her yelling at me over this silence.At least then it would mean she still cared enough to fight.My thumb hovered over the screen before I exhaled sharply, dropping the phone back onto the bed.
“Give her space,” I muttered, shaking my head.“Yeah, great plan.”
Well, guess what?
I was tired of fucking space.
I wasn’t used to standing still when something mattered, and dammit—she mattered to me.
Another flash of lightning lit up the room, followed by a low roll of thunder.I dragged a hand through my hair, leaning over to grab the chilled glass and threw back the rest of the bourbon.When a sharp buzz cut through the room, the glass froze at my lips.
I frowned, glancing over at my phone where it vibrated against the mattress, and rolled my eyes when I saw Ariyo's name pop in on the group chat.
ARIYO
YO THE INTERVIEW JUST DROPPED
JESSE
It dropped three days ago.
ARIYO
Okay well nobody in here sent it to me so it just dropped TODAY
I rolled my eyes, a small smirk tugging at my mouth despite everything.
JAXON
It’s not that big of a deal.
The reply came almost instantly.
ARIYO
Yeah… you clearly haven’t seen our socials man
My brows furrowed slightly.
What?
