Garrett's POVIn the pet clothing store, Garrett trailed after Jocelyn, pushing the cart.He kept checking his phone, growing irritated.Three hours had passed since he'd sent that message.And somehow Evelyn still hadn't answered him.In five years, that had never once happened.Even at their worst, when they weren't speaking, she'd replied within seconds whenever he texted first.Jocelyn was browsing the racks ahead of him and didn't notice anything was wrong.She held up two puppy coats in different colors. "Garrett, which looks better, blue or white?"Normally, seeing her struggle to choose, he'd have said, "Take both," without thinking twice. Now his mind was elsewhere.When he didn't respond, Jocelyn called his name again, puzzled. "Garrett?"Garrett snapped out of it and put his phone in his pocket.He glanced at the two coats she was holding.Then he looked at the rack and spotted a pink one.He pointed to it without thinking."Get the pink one. Evelyn likes pink."Jocelyn's ey
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