Chapter 3

The screen was flooded with messages between Simon and Angela that popped up while I was asleep.

Angela had typed: [Sorry, Simon. I made you argue with your wife again.]

Simon replied: [Don't stress about it. She's always so dramatic and petty. Just let her be.]

So that was how he saw me: dramatic and petty.

Angela: [It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on coming, things wouldn't have turned out like this.]

Simon: [It's not on you. I wanted you to come.]

Simon: [You're the best, unlike certain people who are always a buzzkill.]

It felt like someone…