Chapter Twenty-Three
Becca
If I believed in signs from the universe, I’d take it that Callum Waite was not meant to be part of my life after all, despite our fateful meetings along the way. I couldn't believe that my daughter had made so much noise I'd not heard him leave. Well… actually, I could believe that, but I felt so bad, and rude, at letting him come and sort out the sockets, take no payment, and just give him a sandwich and the cold shoulder.
I should have listened to him when he started to talk to me about seeing Tali. All those times he'd been there for me and in his time of need, I'd walked away. I was a b***h. Pure and simple.
In fact, the more I thought about how I'd walked away from Violet and the Waites, I realised that although I'd been protecting myself in some ways a
