When minutes passed with no reply from him, I placed my phone on the nightstand and pulled the covers up to my chin. I was aching everywhere. It was dull but heavy, my heartbreak weighing on me everywhere.
Except my heart wasn’t broken. Not entirely. It was breaking slowly, every piece that chipped off shattering and pulsing through my bloodstream.
My hotel door opened, and something in me told me that I should be looking for who it is. But I didn’t. I lied there, staring at the wall.
“Oh, baby.”
I dragged my eyes away and they collided with Dayton’s. “What are you doing here?”
She walked over to the bed and perched next to me. “As soon as the plane arrived back in Santa Barbara, Ivan flew to Seattle.”
I swallowed.
“Ivan drove straight to our place and told us everything. I was packed and out the doo