Ethan shook his head, there was no way he would call her or reach out to her.
Why would he do that? It had been years since their relationship, and he didn't want to bring up unsolved matters between them.
But Madisyn insisted, and she had the kind of puppy-dog stare that he couldn't say no to. Especially not after the bad day she had.
He sighed.
"God," he said helplessly, "I don't even know what I should text her!"
He fiddled with his phone, clearly nervous.
"Just try with, 'Hi, I was thinking of you and was wondering how you are.'"
He chuckled and shook his head as he frowned. "What? No way. I would never speak like that."
"Ouch! Mind your tone!" Madisyn cried out. "How do I talk??" She lifted herself into a seated position and crossed her arms.
"Like someone who is very needy and obsessed," he said, smiling to soften the bluntness of his words.
"That's not true."
