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As it turned out, Ididn’t get to find out what Rhett thought of the situation that night. I waited in my hotel room until well after midnight, pacing from the window to the door and back long enough to make me weak and tired and need to lie down. We filmed for Jimmy Fallon in the late afternoon, so Rhett had been finished forhours, and still I’d heard nothing.
Our texting conversation was growing a little pathetic, even though my messages spanned over five hours.
Me:Can we talk about this?
Me:I realize you’re busy doing damage control, so no rush.
Me:Is everything okay?
Me:Rhett, I’m starting to worry.
Me:Reach out to me when you’re ready to talk.
Ifhe’s ready to talk? That hadn’t been something I’d considered.
From Rhett: Nothing.
I tossed my phone down and groaned. Was I being needy? There was a light knock at my door, and I sat up so fast I grew dizzy. Commanding my heart rate to slow, I made my way across the room and swung the door open.
Adalyn. Disappointment coursed through me. “Want to come in?” I asked. I didn’t really want to have a conversation in the hallway.
She stepped into the room but didn’t take a seat. She cringed. “I got your flight.”
I sat on the edge of the bed, the will and ability to stand knocked out of me. “He’s sending me home?”
“I don’t really know who is sending you home, just that I got the confirmation text a half hour ago to book the flight for tomorrow. I found you a 6 a.m. to San Francisco. I know it’s early, but I figured you’d want to leave ASAP.”
Knowing I wasn’t continuing on with them now, Ididwant to leave as soon as possible. Hearing from Rhett’sassistantthat I was fired? That was low.
“Where is he?” I asked, standing.
Adalyn looked at me like a deer in headlights.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I won’t go crazy on him, I promise.”
“I don’t know, Beth. He’s had a long day.”
“Yeah, so have I.”
Her cringe deepened. “Right, but if I tell you his room number, Bridget will come down on me hard, and I can’t afford to lose this job.”
I puffed up my cheeks before letting out the breath. “I don’t want to get you in trouble.” I understood her concern. Bridget was harsh and unyielding. Good at her job? Maybe. But I didn’t really like the way she did her job.Peopleshould matter more than theirimages. Even if she was getting paid to protect that image, she should still be considering the person beneath it.
“Email me the flight info?” I asked.
“Already did,” Adalyn said. She chewed on her lip. “I’ve ordered a car to take you to the airport, and that info is all in the email too.”
“Thanks for doing that.”
“Ugh.” Adalyn pulled me into a hug. “I’m so disappointed you’re leaving. I actually like you.”
I laughed, but it felt hollow. “I actually like you too.”
“I’m personally hiring the next stylist so I can make sure to get a man.”
My laugh turned bitter when she released me and turned to leave. “Hey, actually, before you go, can I ask you a question?”
She hovered near the door. “Sure.”
