Chapter 62
Third Person POV
Charlotte’s thumb froze over the screen; Melanie’s contact stared right back at her.
This had to be the seventieth time in two days she had done this. The first time, she had let the phone ring twice and then ended it before Melanie could answer.
Why? She told herself it was just because she needed to collect herself first and get her story in order for when she finally told Melanie, but the first hour had turned to two and then seven, and forty-eight long hours had gone by, and she still hadn’t made a move.
“Your pride and stupidity will be the end of you,” Evelyn had said when she noticed what was happening.
And Charlotte knew she was right; pride... having to crawl and beg Melanie to understand, to beg her not to drag her into this mess, would mean acc
