Chapter 29

I stared at my phone, unsure of whether I was emotionally ready to talk to anyone. The confrontation between Lucas and I left my lips dry and my soul frail. I took deep breaths as I rubbed my arms, hoping to calm myself.

I opened the bottle of apple juice that was half empty and took gulps from it, quenching the thirst and moistening my throat. Lucas had disappeared from sight, leaving me alone with my unanswered questions as if they were rhetoric.

The phone kept ringing, forcing me to pick it up, just to silence the air once more.

“Hey love,” Terrence spoke on the other line, sounding ecstatic.

“Hi Terrence,” I responded, my voice slowly coming back to normal.

“Terrence? Babe, are you okay? Since when am I just Terrence to you? Is something the matter?” I could hear the concern in his voice, but at this point, it sounded like a clingy need.

“Sorry, yeah, I am fine, just exhausted,” I said in a flat tone. I really regretted picking up my phone, not because I did not love him, but