Ting, Ting!
My phone rang, but I had already turned it off. How could it be ringing? Maybe I accidentally pressed the power button.
I reached into my shoulder bag.
"I actually brought it with me. I’m so blurred I forgot everything. This is no good, Adeline. I can’t let myself be like this," I muttered, wiping away my tears. I checked the notifications by scrolling in. There was only one person who would contact me on this device.
(BLACK: How was your day?)
(BLACK: What are you doing?)
(BLACK: Are you free?)
(WHITE: Um… okay, I guess. Or maybe terrible.)
(BLACK: Do you want to talk about it?)
(WHITE: I was actually looking for someone to listen to me.)
(BLACK: Go ahead, I’m always ready to listen. Just tell me.)
(WHITE: That person I told you about—the one I said loved me, and we
