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Chapter 42

Author: Dea B
last update publish date: 2026-11-09 20:56:42

Rhett

I hadn’t realized how much of my day revolved around Emery Collins until I started actively trying to avoid bothering her.

It was ridiculous.

I couldn’t walk past the library without remembering how she’d once spent twenty minutes explaining the difference between the House and the Senate while I argued that both sounded equally boring. I couldn’t eat waffles without thinking about her. And every time my phone vibrated, I still hoped it was her.

It never was.

Monday night, I’d almost sent
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  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 42

    RhettI hadn’t realized how much of my day revolved around Emery Collins until I started actively trying to avoid bothering her.It was ridiculous.I couldn’t walk past the library without remembering how she’d once spent twenty minutes explaining the difference between the House and the Senate while I argued that both sounded equally boring. I couldn’t eat waffles without thinking about her. And every time my phone vibrated, I still hoped it was her.It never was.Monday night, I’d almost sent her a picture of the disgusting protein shake Parker had convinced me to try.Pretty sure this stuff was manufactured in a swamp.I’d even opened our conversation before remembering I wasn’t supposed to be doing that anymore.So I deleted the picture.That was becoming a depressing little routine.Tuesday morning, Parker dropped into the seat beside me in the locker room.“You look like somebody canceled Christmas.”“Good morning to you too.”He pulled off his sweatshirt.“Seriously, man. You’r

  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 41

    EmeryThe worst part about losing somebody is discovering how many times a day you need them.I learned that Monday night when I burned my grilled cheese.Not slightly burned, either. I’d managed to turn perfectly innocent bread into something resembling a hockey puck.Normally, I would’ve taken a picture and sent it to Wrong Number.Dinner is served. Reservations recommended. Fire extinguisher not included.He would’ve called me a menace to kitchens everywhere. I would’ve told him he was welcome to cook for me, and he’d probably have said something ridiculous about charging extra for his company.Instead, I stood in the kitchen holding a smoking sandwich, with tears running down my cheeks.Over grilled cheese.God, I was pathetic.“Emery?”Mom appeared in the doorway.“What on earth happened?”“Burned dinner.”She glanced at the pan.“Well, you can’t leave things unattended. Honestly, sometimes I wonder where your head is lately.”I turned off the stove.“Can you please not?”She fro

  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 40

    RhettI’d been staring at Emery’s message for six minutes.EMERY: Then why did you treat me like one?There were a hundred things I could’ve said.I was stupid. I was immature. Knox talked me into it. I didn’t realize how much I was hurting her.All true.None good enough.Because the truth was uglier than any of those excuses.I’d treated Emery like a joke because, at the time, I hadn’t thought she was important enough to treat any differently.And how the hell was I supposed to tell her that?I sat on the edge of my bed, typing and deleting until my fingers hurt.Finally, I stopped trying to make myself sound better.ME: Because I was a selfish asshole who cared more about what my friends thought than how I made you feel.I stared at the message before sending another.ME: You liked me, and I knew it. I used that because I thought you’d help me. There isn’t a good excuse for it.Her reply didn’t come immediately.I deserved that.When my phone finally buzzed, I almost dropped it.EM

  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 39

    EmerySaturday mornings used to be my favorite.No alarm clock. No teachers. No worrying about whether my jeans made my thighs look too big or whether somebody would ask to copy my homework before first period.Just pancakes, pajamas, and the possibility of spending an entire day doing absolutely nothing.Unfortunately, heartbreak had apparently decided weekends were included in its schedule.I lay in bed staring at my phone.No messages.Which was what I’d asked for.So why did it hurt?I opened my conversation with Rhett and scrolled through weeks of messages. There were jokes about pineapple pizza, arguments over waffles, and conversations I’d never imagined having with a boy.Then I reached the first picture.Me in the green dress.My face hidden behind my phone.I’d sent it to a stranger because I’d typed the wrong number.Or had I?The thought made my stomach twist.What if it hadn’t been an accident?What if Rhett had known from the beginning?What if Knox had been sitting besi

  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 38

    RhettBy Friday morning, I’d discovered that doing the right thing didn’t necessarily make you feel better.Sometimes it made you feel like crap.I’d apologized to Emery. I’d told her the truth about the tutoring. I’d admitted I was the guy she’d been texting.And she’d stopped talking to me.Not that I blamed her.I just hadn’t realized how much of my day involved looking forward to hearing from her until there was nothing to look forward to.“Callahan!”Coach’s whistle nearly ruptured my eardrum.I looked up from the practice field.“Yeah?”“Unless you’re planning to marry that football, I suggest you throw it!”Parker stood twenty yards downfield with his arms spread.“I’m open, Romeo!”I threw the ball.It sailed three feet over his head.Coach closed his eyes.“Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Maybe next time we can aim for somebody wearing our uniform.”A few guys laughed.I deserved that one.After practice, Knox caught up with me outside the locker room.“Party at my place ton

  • One Accidental Text   Chapter 37

    EmeryBy Thursday morning, I’d discovered something interesting about heartbreak.It didn’t care that you had a chemistry quiz, that your hair refused to cooperate, or that you’d forgotten to charge your phone.And it definitely didn’t care that you were supposed to be learning chemical equations when all you wanted to do was crawl under your blankets and pretend boys hadn’t been invented.“Are you listening to me?”I blinked at Piper.We were sitting in my car outside Northbridge High.“Absolutely.”“What did I say?”“Something wise and inspirational?”“I said there’s a French fry stuck to your sweater.”I looked down.There was, in fact, a French fry stuck to my sweater.“Breakfast,” I explained.“Emery, it’s eight in the morning.”“Don’t judge my lifestyle.”Piper laughed, but her expression softened.“You doing okay?”I considered lying.Then remembered how spectacularly that had worked out for Rhett.“Not really.”“Want to talk about it?”I stared toward the school entrance.“I t

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