“He mentioned it himself however. “I’m glad you’re friends again. I’m sorry I kept her from you.”
I couldn’t tell him that it was okay, because it wasn’t. Yet I didn’t feel like refusing his apology either. “I know,” I said in acknowledgement.
This unprecedented moment between us was too disconcerting for me, and I retreated “from it after a pause that felt like a prelude to something. “Well, I have to go. Bye,” I threw out hastily before ending the call.
I received a text from him a moment later. Goodnight Ella. I’ll see you in the morning
I didn’t respond, but I also didn’t delete his text. I hadn’t deleted any of his previous ones either, and I didn’t know what I was saving them for. Setting my phone down, I walked restlessly around my room. I was in a strange mood, and
