Caden
It’s been over twenty-four hours. Still nothing. No reply. No leave me alone. Not even a pissed-off emoji. Just silence. I check the burner again, thumb hovering over the screen like maybe it glitched. Like maybe she did respond and the universe just forgot to deliver it to me. But no. It’s blank. Exactly the way she left it. My jaw flexes as I lock the screen. I chuck the phone onto the passenger seat. Regret it immediately and grab it again, like just holding it might change something.
She’s still ignoring me. Even after that message. She knows it’s me. I know she knows. That’s the whole point. But she’s not taking the bait. My grip tightens around the phone until the cheap plastic creaks. Who the hell does she think she is, acting like she’s above all this now? Like she’s done w
