Chapter 13
Fleur
Bastien didn’t text me.
He said I would see him tomorrow, but tomorrow was today, and there was no sign of him. I didn’t text him because I didn’t want to smother him with my neediness. It was a casual relationship and he didn’t owe me anything, but his silence made me wonder if his flame for me had been extinguished. He said his longest fling was a week, and we’d been going at it for a month now. So I assumed that he would pull the plug any day, that he would get tired of me when he found my replacement on his midnight adventures.
I didn’t want it to end, not yet, but holding on to him tighter would just push him away quicker.
So I didn’t text him.
I was alone in my apartment with the TV on, the darkness pressing against the windows while it rained. An ambulance dro
