CHAPTER SEVEN
“How did he answer? Really, Charlie, that was a lot to drop on him.” Zoe sat on the end of Charlotte’s bed with her legs crossed, sipping on a green smoothie. “There’s more of this if you’d like some.”
“Thanks but no. Too close to dinner.” Regardless of the time of day it would be too close to dinner. Charlotte had no idea how Zoe drank her peculiar concoction. She was brushing her hair after a shower, standing near the window. “Trev was at a loss. And yes, it was a lot to drop on him.”
“Poor man. He loves you so if he says to stay in your new life, he’ll think you’ve done it to please him. And if he says to go back to your old life…”
Charlotte stopped brushing her hair. “I know. He’d run the risk of me believing he doesn’t love me enough to ask me to stay. But that isn’t
