Alice
I was trying to forget about the twins. Trying, but failing miserably. All I could do was dragging myself to work day after day. And I put in my EarPods and tried to drown out my own thoughts with loud music. For the first couple of days, I was bombarded with texts and calls, mostly from Gillian.
I miss you Alice.
Please call me back. Let’s talk about this.
Are you okay?
But when I continued to ignore them, they grew few and far between, until they stopped altogether. I caught myself checking my messages for the fifth time tonight. “You are such an i***t Alice,” I growled at myself. I pretended that I had really pulled out my phone to change my playlist.
I also pretended that I wasn’t a little disappointed that they had given up so easily. I’m a stupid girl, really
