Savannah’s POV
“I don’t think you would want to see this, leave me alone!” Julian snapped as he tried to move away.
I stared at him, hardly believing that the same guy who’d been so bent on making things work between us, was now pushing me away, when something was clearly wrong. If it was a personal letter, I wouldn’t even bat an eyelash but this? I needed to know!
“Excuse me?” I said, my voice dropping into a dangerous tone, my temper flaring to life. “Do not use that tone with me, Julian. You don’t get to yell at me on important matters like this. Let me see that phone.”
“Savannah, please,” he muttered in a slightly trembling voice like he was trying to get hold of his bearings. “Just give me a second to think and like I said, you don’t need to see this. It’s just a bunch of trash me
