Of course.
Of course he said that.
Her lips trembled.
A bitter smile almost formed—but broke before it could.
“Then tell me,” she whispered back.
Her voice didn’t sound like hers anymore.
“Explain it.”
He stepped forward.
Too fast.
Instinctively, she stepped back.
Distance.
She needed distance.
“Give me the phone,” he said.
Not asking.
Telling.
Her heart pounded harder.
“Answer me first.”
Her voice cracked.
But she didn’t break.
Not yet.
His jaw tightened.
His eyes searched her face like he was trying to rewrite reality.
