"Love you too." I stand up as she shuffles away and start unzipping my jacket.
"Text me if you need anything," Tessa says as they head for the door.
She's nonchalant, and still, my fingers freeze around the metal zipper as I catch her reflection in the glass. "I will."
Ruthie leans into the door, pushing it open, and Tess trails behind her.
"Tessa," I hear myself call with no idea why.
She looks back, her brows lifted.
"Thanks," I manage.
Her forehead creases. "For what?"
For still being here.
For taking care of my little girl.
For helping me find pieces of myself I thought were gone.
I shake my head and shrug one shoulder. "Just… for everything."
19
Tessa
With Ruthie asleep in the bed next to me, I scroll through my conversation with Jo from after the game for at least the tenth time.
Jo
Go sports!
Wow…
Jo
What? Idk the difference between a touchdown and a home run.
No, not you. Him…
Jo
Liam? That good, huh?
He was just so…
Jo
Hot?
Talented.
But… maybe that too.
Jo
OOH! I knew it! This is perfect. Trevor's gone, and you've finally come to your senses.
