Neal.
I could already tell Becca’s tone was off. Maybe this was a bad time to call, but I couldn’t get her out of my head. Currently, I was sitting on my couch, staring at the wall and biting my lip.
It was too late to go back now. I had to go all in on this. Maybe she did miss me.
I knew I should have been working on that job so Allegra would finally be able to stop worrying about it, but I couldn’t help these emotions tearing me apart. I needed to know if she missed me too. There would be some solace in that, right?
“I see,” Becca said, causing my heart to clench. God, I wish I could focus, right now, on that job rather than this wave of emotion that drove me to call her. The stress was overwhelming, and I couldn’t get the thought of Tally’s death out of my head.
That, and the fact that Becca had chosen James over me.
