POV’s Philip
Ethan winced, sitting down beside me. “He called you?”
I nodded, finishing my water. Ethan grabbed the pitcher of water and refilled it.
“I wonder why.”
I took another sip. “I don’t even want to know. He probably wants to convince me to get back together with Caleb.”
I closed my mouth when I heard the sound of shuffling, before Philip entered the kitchen. I finished off the rest of my bagel in silence.
Ethan stood up, grabbing something from the far countertop. “If you want, you can just download the photos off my camera now, before you go.”
I picked up my plate and glass, walking them over to the sink. “Perfect, this way I can avoid the flood of texts begging me for photos. I’ll just get it done now.” I rinsed my dishes, putting them in the dishwasher.
Ethan passed me
