Anna shifted on her seat at the mention of Jason's name, then leaned forward, forehead furrowing.
“On the phone? Isn't Jason supposed to be in the hotel? Why are they talking on the phone instead?” she demanded.
Elena shrugged. “I've no idea. He's probably around somewhere, but maybe couldn't meet him?” She pouted. “One thing I do know is, Juls didn't look too happy on the phone with him. I don't like that.”
Anna's nails tapped on the table. If he was on the phone with his brother, then he was definitely not in the hotel. Did he leave because of last night?
Possible.
Were things going to be awkward because of it?
She bit her lower lip and hissed as pain bloomed. Elena squinted at her.
“Why are your lips swollen and bruised?” she asked, leaning forward to press a finger to Anna's lip
