YENA
Lucy called me in the morning and asked if I wanted to hang out. Nolan was busy so I invited her over to spend the day with me. We had brunch in the dining room, complete with mimosas and chocolate pastries.
I didn’t really mean to, but I started spilling my guts to Lucy. It started with the Gina thing. It felt really good to see her reaction when I told her about the texts, because she was appalled.
“So you don’t think I’m overreacting?” I asked.
“Not at all,” Lucy said. “I don’t understand why he would be talking to her. Do you think you can… confront him?”
She grimaced, like she knew how unpleasant that would be. She wasn’t really recommending I do it.
“I wish he would bring it up to me,” I admitted. “If I do it, I come across sounding jealous and desperate, or like I tri
