Always them.
The door closes and I am alone.
I go to contacts.
Search.
Bailey.
Nothing.
Why don’t I have her number?
My chest tightens.
Think.
Think.
Who would have it?
Who…
My mind blanks and I don’t know how much time passes. I think the light in the room is different.
What was I doing?
I feel the weight of the phone in my hand, my heart beating too fast…
Rachel.
My thumb hovers.
Shakes.
Presses call.
It rings.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
I almost hang up.
Because what do I say?
What is there left to say?
Then…
“Hello?”
Rachel’s voice.
My throat closes.