August called her two days later. He had texted an hour earlier to ask if she could talk. She had responded with, ‘one hour max’.
“Nebula?”
“Yes. Is everything okay?”
“Uh, not really, that’s why I wanted to meet you,” she heard the hesitation in his voice. She wondered if it was because he did not know her well, or if he was scared of Tae.
It was neither. He just felt it was disrespectful to call her as he was friends with her boyfriend and not her. But he was desperate. He had ensured that everyone was occupied for at least a few hours, especially Tae. August felt like he had to be asleep for him to meet her. And thank goodness for Nebula’s father, for Tae would have spent every waking and sleeping hour with her.
They met up at a café close to where she worked. After ordering he spok
