Chapter twenty-nine

They were both in Marley's low profile Toyota RAV4 neither of them uttering a word. He found the silence irritating. He knew not what to say, or perhaps he did but knew not where to commence. Marley saw her delve into her purse for her phone. She must have gotten tired of staring out the window, Her fingers jabbed the phone screen before taking it onto her ears.

A frown etched her face giving him the impression that she must have fallen into voicemail.

She tried the number one more time, still, she fell into voicemail.

Marley eyed her and while doing so, curiosity got the best of his eyes. She had been trying to call a man--Mason as seen on the caller ID. He would've thought it was her brother if the name hadn't stroke a part of his memory. 

It was a conversation he couldn't forget, though he was in the worst of conditions. 

"Mason I don't know what to say, you hurt me so much that the scars will never heal."

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