Rachael’s pov Still half asleep, I blindly searched around the nightstand for my ringing phone.“What?” I snapped into the receiver, still fighting sleep.“Are you fucking serious right now?”The groggy fog vanished the second his low, sharp voice hit my ear.“Why are you... calling me?”“I should be asking you the exact same thing, Rachael. Why am I the one having to call you?”“Gabe.”“I’m sitting in a board meeting, and I get a call from Leah’s school.”The last traces of sleep evaporated as I shot up out of bed. “Shit.”“That’s two times in a single month you’ve forgotten to pick up our daughter,” he growled. “Notice how I never get a call from you reminding me to grab her when it’s my weekend?”My chest tightened. I could already imagine Leah standing by the classroom door with that little pout of hers, saying, “This wouldn’t happen if I was with Dad, you know.”“Thank you, Gabe,” I said tightly, slipping into my shoes. “You can get back to your very important job now. What was
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