ASHLEY
“Hello?”
I hesitate, looking at my phone as if I am dreaming right now. My knees are tucked on the bed as I wait for anything on the other line.
Is he drunk?
Is this a drunk call?
Beckett wouldn’t call me.
He stopped calling me after…he told me he’ll let go of me. So when I saw his name earlier on my phone, I didn’t hesitate to answer it.
I must be so stupid.
You know, those kinds of girls who fall easily into things they should avoid.
I would like to tell him to just hang up if he’s not going to talk instead I found myself settling to the sound of his breathing.
I couldn’t care less if this interaction will make us fall into that deep pit of hating and loving each other again.
“ Are you there?”
Beckett shifts, and I hear some rustling sound in the background. He’s
