I Can't Hear You
"Today is Valentine's Day. How about something exciting at your place—downstairs, in your car?"
The voice on the other end was my best friend—Claudia Foster.
I froze, confused. Slowly, I stepped closer. James turned around, smiling as he pointed to his phone and signed, "Hold on, babe. It's a client."
When I was deaf, he never avoided taking calls in front of me. He would even put them on speaker sometimes.
He chuckled softly. "Didn't you say you had a present for me?"
Beneath his fake-serious expression was a teasing, playful tone.
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