CHAPTER TWELVE
Bekah stared at her laptop screen and realized she’d typed the same line from her notes three times in a row. Sighing, she closed her laptop. She wasn’t going to get any of her work done at this rate.
Since her fight with Elliot, they hadn’t spoken. Bekah had been wallowing, trying to tell herself she’d dodged a bullet. It hadn’t helped assuage the heartbreak.
Yes, heartbreak. I’m an i***t for falling in love with him.
“Bekah! There you are!”
Bekah, sitting on her deck, looked down to see Jocelyn waving at her. She waved back, albeit with little enthusiasm.
“I brought ice cream. A lot of ice cream. So you should let me in so we can watch movies and talk!” said Jocelyn.
Bekah wasn’t going to say no to that offer. When Jocelyn burst into Bekah’s apartment and handed her
