~CHAPTER THIRTY THREE~
Cassie video calls while I’m still staring at the ceiling, trying to steady my thoughts.
Her voice comes through dramatic and offended. She complains about how I’ve completely forgotten her since I got married, how I’ve vanished into wifehood like I fell off the face of the earth.
I smile weakly and tell her that’s not true, that I’ve just been busy.
Which is the safest version of the truth.
She immediately brightens and launches into gossip, telling me she met someone new. A guy. Her voice drops conspiratorially as she says she’s falling hard. Apparently, there’s a story, and it’s juicy enough that we have to meet.
I tell her I’m not in New York right now, but when I’m back, lunch is on me and we’ll gossip until our throats hurt.
She accepts that easily, alre
