“Maybe.”
She nodded, not pushing any further. For once, she didn't say anything else and just watched me with that unreadable expression as I finished dressing.
My phone rang as I grabbed it from the nightstand, right on time. It was one of the Brazilian club’s guys reminding me about the meeting I’d completely forgotten in the haze of last night.
“s**t,” I muttered, answering quickly. “Yeah, I’m on my way.”
Darlene raised an eyebrow. “Everything okay?”
I said yes, sliding the phone into my pocket. “I have to go. I have a meeting with someone before the day’s events start.”
I leaned down and pecked her on the head, and then I left without looking back.
The hallway felt too quiet, and guilt hung heavy in my chest as I walked towards the elevators, thinking of Inka back at our hotel,
