Chapter Twenty-Four
Ella
Sitting on the bus, I played a game on my cell to distract me. Then a call came in from a number I didn’t know. Refusing the call, I swiped the screen, then got back to playing my game of shooting balls at bricks.
A text came in after that, and I saw it pop up, then disappear too quickly for me to see more than a name. “Tyrell?”
He didn’t even have my number, so why would he be texting me? I checked and saw it was him indeed; my mother gave him my number, and he asked me to call him back.
My heart pounded with the thought of talking to him. What could I say? But I called the number back anyway.
He answered immediately, “Ella, you left without saying goodbye.”
“Did that upset you?” It appears so!
“No.” He got quiet. “Okay, some. You could have taken our jet
