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“I didn’t answer his offer when he said he could take care of that for me. I didn’t… I didn’t tell him to do it. I haven’t talked to him at all since he … since he took you from me Friday night.”
“If he did do something to your uncle…” I swallow, “It wasn’t your doing.”
“You don’t know if it was him?”
“I don’t know,” I say. “Are you okay?”
“Are you?” he counters.
“No,” I whisper. “I mean I am but I’m not. You know?”
“Yeah. Same,” he says. “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry I took you for granted. I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry about a lot of things.”
My chin trembles. “That should’ve been between you and me. And I’m sorry I said things someone else had a chance to overhear. There’s no point in going over it, though.”
“Guess not,” he mutters.
“Which hospital is your gran at? I’d like to go see her. I don’t know if I can get there. If I don’t, please know I’m thinking of you. But I’m going to see what I can do.”
“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, Chloe. I’ve told my family we’re over. They’re dealing with all this with Gran. You don’t want him to have a reaction either, so…” He lets that hang.
“Oh,” I whisper.
“It’s probably best that you don’t come. They’re giving time for Vera to get in and it’ll probably happen tomorrow night. I appreciate the thought though.” He sniffles.
He sounds far away. A million miles away from being the Adam I thought I was spending the rest of my life with.
And I’m not sure how I’m feeling about it at the moment.
“Okay. I’ll let you go,” I say.
“I got a message that on Tuesday, some people are coming to clear out your things. I’m… I’m guessing on some of the things we bought together about whether you’ll want them or not. If something doesn’t get to you that you do want, please just… tell him to get word to me.”
I numbly nod, then belatedly say, “Okay.”
“Take care of yourself, Chloe.”
“You, too.” I press end then pull my lips tight and fill my lungs with air before I slowly let it out.
I slip into the other app in the folder with my name on it and see it’s tracking my location on a screen that uses the street maps app.
I turn my phone off. I refresh the app. It still shows my location. I do it a couple more times in case there’s a delay. This means I have to pull my SIM card if I run from Derek.
Noise has me looking over my shoulder and Derek is in the doorway, wearing just a pair of dark sweatpants. His eyes are sleepy, sexy, but shifting to suspicious as I’m caught red handed holding both my phone and his.
He comes over and holds his hand out. I hand it over.
“What were you doing?” he asks, eyes a little cold.
“Adam’s grandmother is dying. She had a heart attack after finding out her son died in prison.”
His expression does not change. I don’t know if he’s responsible or not, so I ask.
“Are you responsible for that?”
“What if I am?”
I shoot to my feet and lean forward aggressively.
