Why was Wayne calling me sote?
I frowned as Hayden added, “He’s sent you a few messages, too.”
I still felt groggy as he handed me the phone. Everything was a blur, and I was too drained to think
straight. Hayden gave me a reassuring look and said, “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want
to.”
I hesitated, my thumb hovering over the screen, unsure whether to pick up. Before I could decide,
the call went to voicemail on its own.
I took the phone and opened the messages. They were the ones from earlier this morning that I
hadn’t read–all still marked as unread:
[Rea, can we meet up?]
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[Rea, there’s something I’m not sure if I should tell you.]
[Rea, please reply when you see this.]
He’d sent those in the morning, and there were two more from the afternoon:
[Rea, I’m waiting for your reply.]
[Rea, are you really busy?]
Seeing them all lined up, I could practically feel Wayne’s anxiety.
He’d been waiting for me to respond all day. Whatever he was debating whether or not to tell me, it
had to be something big.
Wayne’s always been like an older brother to me, protecting me from anything that might hurt.
So, if he’s this worried now, what could it be?
After a few seconds of hesitation, I decided to call him back. He picked up almost instantly. “Rea,
where ire you?”
What’s going on?” I asked, skipping straight to the point.
There was a pause on his end. Just as i was about to press him, he asked, “What’s wrong with
you?”
le must’ve caught the exhaustion in my voice, but I was more concerned about what he had to say.
“I’m ne. Seriously. What do you need to talk about?”
Can we meet up now?” he asked,
was lying in a hospital bed, so meeting him in person wasn’t exactly an option. I was about to
suggest he ist tell me over the phone when the door swung open
ena stormed in, her face set in a scowl. “You wake up and the first thing you do is make a call?
What gent business could you possibly have? Do you not care about your health?”
quickly covered the phone, not wanting Wayne to hear, but it was toote. His voice came through,
Ixious. “Rea, are you sick? Are you in the hospital?”
Oh, no way was she getting out of this one. I tightened my grip, practically pouting “Nope, I need to
know
now.
Lena rolled her eyes and poked my forehead. “Fine, fine, He asked me if I still liked him.”
“What?” My jaw dropped. “He actually said that? Like, straight up?”
She nodded, giving me this little half–smile. I squeezed her arm. “And? What did you say? Please
tell me you didn’t chicken out and deny it!”
“Do I look like a coward to you?” She raised an eyebrow.
I blinked at her. “Wait, so… are you guys, like, together now?”
She snorted. “Oh my God, you make it sound like we’re having some scandalous affair.”
stalling and just tell me what happened!” I said, practically bouncing with impatience.
“Stop st
Lena bit her lip. “Well, what do you think he said?”
Ugh, she was going to make me guess. I thought back to the way Nate looked at her the other day
and joked, “Lena, I’ve had feelings for you for a long time.”
She snorted. “He only said a few words.”
“Few words?” I blurted. “Like, I like you? Or even better, ‘I love you? No way. Was he that direct?”
Lena flicked my forehead. “Nope. He just said, ‘I know.
“What?” I stared at her,pletely thrown. “And then?”
“There was no ‘then,” she said with a bitter smile. “Pretty much the nicest way to get rejected,
right?”
I was speechless for a moment. Lena gave me a small, sad smile. “Not every story has a happy
ending, so don’t overthink it.”
She stood up, but I grabbed her hand again. “So you guys just had dinner and that’s it?”
“We didn’t even get that far. Retta called him away before we finished,” she said, tapping my nose.
Seriously, stop worrying about me and get some rest.”
She left the room, and Iy there, still trying to process everything.
A soft knock broke the silence. I figured it was Haydening back, but when the door swung
open, my breath caught in my throat at who actually stepped inside.