When we got back to the hotel after rehearsal, all I wanted was sleep. Zayne kissed my forehead, said he had a few things to handle, and left. The minute the door closed, sleep won.The next thing I knew, my phone was ringing somewhere near the nightstand. I blinked at the screen, half-awake. Cade.I stared for a moment, debating. Before I could decide, the call ended and a message appeared:Pick up, please. Just once.The phone rang again.I sighed and answered. “Cade?”His voice came through thick and slurred. “You picked up.”I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “Have you been drinking?”“It doesn’t matter.” A shaky laugh. “You left me, Mira.”“Where are you? Are you safe?”Silence. “I’m fine. That’s what hurts more, you asking like you care, when you don’t.”“Of course I care, Cade.”“Then why are you with him?” he shot back. “Why are you doing this to me?”“Cade, you know why. You caused this. Please, you sound drunk. Try to get some rest.”He exhaled, the sound raw. “Rest is one thing I h
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