He frowned. “Who?”
“My brother.”
His brows rose up. “Oh. That’s good.” He looked pleased. “That’s great,” he said, nodding the same way Gemma was nodding now.
“Yes, I suppose.”
“And I suppose she knows too?” He gestured to Gemma.
“Yes.”
Angelo nodded. “Just how close are you both again?”
“Met-the-grandma close,” Gemma supplied. “But like, not in a seek-her-hand-in-marriage kinda way… more in afriendskinda way.”
“That’s great.” Angelo looked at me, surprised but happy. “Glad you took my advice.”
I nodded. “Hm.”
“Oh, uh…” Gemma spoke up. “If you need company to check out the mountain, I’d love to go.”
Angelo smiled at her. “Of course, but we have to go now. We have just minutes to prepare.”
Gemma dropped Sailor with an enthusiastic nod. After Angelo took the rest of my pills with him and Gemma kissed my cheek goodbye, they left the apartment.
I was alone again, but it didn’t feel as distant as yesterday.
Pulling out my phone, I went to Zahra’s message space, seeing the failed message still alight.
I blinked, and a sound went off on my phone, a message from her popping up in the chat box.
Zahra:
Hey, what’s up?
Almost like my mind had called her into texting me. I responded.
Me:
Hello.
Her response came after a few seconds.
Zahra:
How are u feeling? Do u need anything?
I frowned. Confused.
Me:
Who is this?
Zahra:
Some random dude who kidnapped this phone’s owner and tied her up belowdeck because I have a nasty grudge to pick with her.
Me:
