It feels like we wait for days, although according to my phone it’s about 3 hours. After about an hour, once the Omegas have delivered large carafes of coffee, Rosa decides to technically disobey my father to scurry across the hall to my room. She brings her carafe of coffee with her, along with a large jug of creamer. I have a jug of coconut milk and some brown sugar, which is Rosa’s favorite and which she immediately starts ‘borrowing’.
We sit in mostly silence, Rosa texting up a storm on her phone and me reading a book, though I have to admit I can’t focus on it. Rian texted me this morning, but I haven’t answered. I know it’s mean to temporarily ghost him, but I don’t know what to say. How do you respond to ‘good morning, beauty’ when your existence is being put on trial? ‘Hey’?
Bec
