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I laugh at that. I’m funny.
I fall off the stool and look up at them. “So tall!”
“Let’s get you back to my place.” Zane helps me to my feet while I stumble against him.
Drew slaps me on the back. “It’s going to be fine, and you may not remember this conversation later, but give her a chance to explain, life is full of shit and misunderstandings, it’s too long dark and lonely not to at least give people a second chance when they mess up, believe me, I know from experience.”
I don’t remember really getting back in the Escalade, just lots of cursing, and when we get to Zane’s, I’m already drooling and falling asleep, my head lolling to the side.
Zane sighs and helps me into the house, two little kids come careening toward me, ahh I know them, Zane’s kids. Oh look, his wife is home!
Fallon tilts her head at me, her hair’s pulled back into a tight braid and she’s wearing a crop top and leggings, what colors are they?
Or is it every color?
What is color?
“Is he okay?” Fallon’s brown eyes narrow in on me. “He smells like tequilas without the tacos.”
“No tacos!” I announce.
Zane sighs. “He’s gonna take the guest room, I’ll fill you in later.”
“How was recording?” She asked with a smile, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his mouth.
“Good.” His face lights up when he sings, but when he sees her, it’s like he forgets he’s even trying to keep me standing. “Let me get this one taken care of first.”
“Yup.” She kisses him again. “Do that, I’ll make some tea for him and get dinner on.”
The last thing I remember is getting laid onto a bed, but before my eyes close, I reach across the bed and imagine Chloe there.
I see her smile.
I hope she wears the bracelet and thinks of me and only remembers good things. I hope one day I can get over her.
I just wish, in that bed, I was holding her hand.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chloe
He won’t answer any of my texts.
I’m miserable, I still don’t feel good, nurse Sam keeps giving me side eye like I’m going to do something stupid and hovers as if I need full-time care.
Sophie hasn’t answered my texts either.
All I want to tell him is that I was afraid, terrified actually, that he’d leave and I somehow still manifested that and made it happen by not being honest, he has to see it from my perspective though!
Everyone always leaves.
And I knew if he found out about my sickness—or I thought I knew — that he would take off, and then if he found out that I kept this from him, he’d be even more pissed.
Ugh, it’s so messed up.
The front door opens and Sophie walks in. “Oh, you’re awake.”
It’s been a day, and it hurts. Today she’s wearing a tight black dress that barely covers her ass, red heels, and a beanie.
