Chloe’s Point of View
I wake up alone in bed feeling a lot lighter than when Zayde got home last night.
My phone buzzes and I stretch, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, before rolling over to grab my phone from the nightstand. I see a new message from Maya in the group chat.
MAYA:
So? Did you talk to him last night?
CHLOE:
I did.
SKY:
Okay, and?
My thumb hesitates over the screen for a second.
I know we didn’t actually make a decision about what we are going to do, but at least we talked.
CHLOE:
It was hard, telling each other about our guilt, and fear and anger, but it was good. We actually talked about all of it... I think we are starting to figure things out.
MAYA:
That's good. I'm happy for you.
SKY:
Proud of you. 💜 You want to meet up?
CHLOE:
Coffee?
MAYA:
Sounds g
