Sawyer
“I really don't want to go, Chlo,” I grumble, fully aware of my whiny tone. I know I sound like a petulant child, but something about this doesn't sit right with me.
“Sawy, Vicky called you to personally invite you to Sunday brunch, and you already accepted,” Chloe reminds me.
“I just have this unsettling feeling deep in my gut that it's going to be an ambush.”
“What in the world are you going on about, Sawyer?”
“Well, for starters, Vicky never calls to invite us to brunch. It is usually just a casual text message sent to you, or she asks Trevor to pass on the message…”
“Sawyer, considering everything that's happened, it's only natural that she would call you personally. You wouldn't set foot in their house if you knew Ethan was there."
“I just have this sinking feeling that
