"Who's that?"
Jacob jumped slightly before looking up at me.
"What?"
"Who's that you're texting?"
"Umm... a friend," he mumbled, quickly closing his phone.
"J'adore?"
It had to be her. I couldn't think of anyone else he'd be texting with all those heart emojis. She was out of town and on break from school, so she'd been calling and messaging him quite often to check on him and offer comfort.
"No."
"No?"
"His name is Damian. I met him at the hospital."
"Oh," I said, slightly surprised.
He met someone? Is he already planning on replacing me?
"Yeah."
"Does he like you?"
I had to ask. I knew it wasn't really my business, but curiosity was getting the better of me.
"Well, when he met me, he said I was cute, and he was flirting with me."
"And you gave him your number?"
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