“Here’s to being in the present and appreciating the past,” says Jay, lifting his mug for a toast. I glare at him, and he stifles a laugh.
We all lift our mugs and toast, laughter breaking out across the table, and relief settles inside me.
The crew makes everything better…including my boy crazy problems.
Chapter Eight
Will
My phone buzzes again when I get back to my room at Gatsby’s Inn.
Georgiana: Will?
I sit down on the small couch in my room, sighing as I text her back.
Me: Hey Gia. I’m sorry I left. I had to.
Georgiana: I know. How are you?
Me: Better, actually…
Georgiana: Have you thought about moving into Aunt Katherine’s home? It’s fully furnished and perfect for you… all you have to do is talk to Mom and Dad.
Me: All I have to do is beg Dad to write me back into his will and ask for my job back at the company. I can’t do that.
Georgiana: You won’t have to. Mom told me that Aunt Kat left the house to you in her will… it’s paid for and everything.
Me: Dad won’t let me have it that easy. You know he will do anything to keep me from being happy if it’s not what he wants for me.
Georgiana: Come home and tell him to let you live your life.
Me: I am living my life without him in it.
Georgiana: What about me? What about Mom?
Me: Mom chooses Dad every time. You and I are still good. Always. Just don’t try to force me to join the family business anymore.
Georgiana: I don’t care about the family business. I care about you.
Me: I’ll think about it, Gia. I’m not pushing you away. I promise. I’m just trying to figure things out.
Georgiana: I’m here if you need me, Will. Praying for you. Love you.
Me: Thanks. I need all the prayers I can get. Love you too.
***
Lizzie texts me while I’m watching TV, trying to unwind after the long day. At first, I think it’s a work thing, but then I see… she’s texting as a friend.
Lizzie: Hey, sorry about earlier, Darcy.
Me: About what, Boss Lady?
Lizzie: (rolling eyes emoji) For the fake relationship thing. My bad.
Me: I forgive you. LOL. But can you forgive me?
Lizzie: For what?