24. Naomi

" You're okay, honey?" Mom asks, passing a plate of shrimps to me.

" Hmm?" I look up from my phone as I take the plate of shrimps from my mom.

I turn to look at Rachel and Antonio on the table who are already staring at me. Charlie's smiling as he stuffs his mouth with his vegetables.

" What?" I ask, forking some shrimp into my plate.

" You've been staring at your phone, like, forever. Are you okay?" Antonio asks.

I sigh, exiting Killian's message as I drop my phone on the table, with the screen faced down.

" I'm good."

" You don't look good." Antonio says, wiping his kid's mouth off sauce stain.

" I'm fine. Maybe I'm a little anxious." I say. It's not the truth but half the truth.

Killian has sent me a message since Friday asking me if I've left his company and if I was okay. I haven't had it in me to reply to his texts and it's Sunday. Maybe I should just send him a response, telling him I'm okay since Friday but I just don't know why I couldn't. A part of me keeps telli