After reaching the bottom of the mountain, I checked into a motel. Every time my phone lit up, I still couldn't help looking, hoping he might say he was sorry. All I received were demands. Exhausted, I silenced my phone, wrapped myself in the blanket, and listened to music until my heart slowly grew calm.
Several hours later, I picked up my phone to find the screen filled with missed calls and messages. Vincent had called more than 30 times, and Daisy had sent message after message.
Daisy: Fiona, did you cancel the hotel?
Daisy: We finally made it to the summit, and you canceled our rooms? Just because we didn't come back for you?
A message from Vincent followed.
Vincent: It's peak season. There aren't any rooms anywhere! I'm not in the mood to argue. Book them again now!
I kept scro
