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“That was three and a half weeks ago.” I sit up straighter and prop myself up on the pillow. “What’s changed since then?”
“I’ve seen the light,” Savannah jokes. “And I realize the shows are actually a lot more interesting this way.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Uh-huh, and what about my feet on the coffee table?”
Savannah’s eyes twitches. “Endearing.”
“Cheeto dust all over the couch and my clothes?”
Savannah’s other twitches. “All part of your quirky personality. Who doesn’t have flaws? I’m sure I do some things that drive you crazy.”
I let the ball fall onto the bed and fold my arms over my chest. “Okay, who are you and what have you done with my best friend?”
A part of me appreciates what Savannah is trying to do. But the other part of me can’t stand the pity. Or the silence.
She’s been walking on eggshells since I arrived yesterday afternoon, when her hands were deep in a bowl of popcorn, and she had half a bottle of wine on the coffee table.
Savannah had been so pleased to see me that she nearly dropped the popcorn bowl when she opened the door for me, but that didn’t matter.
Being in Savannah’s airy and sun-filled apartment felt right. Or it was going to once I pulled myself out of my funk.
It’s not forever anyway. Just until you get back on your feet and then you can move out again.
Until then, I’m going to keep my head down and put in the work.
How are you going to do that if you haven’t left the room? You’ve barely eaten. You need to shower, and you need to wash your dirty clothes from the trip. Come on, Danielle. Get up.
Sitting around and pining over Adrian isn’t going to help.
Nor is staring at pictures of him on my phone and holding my breath whenever I see a weird number flash across the screen.
So far, I’ve received several calls from the ranch, but I’m not ready to answer. While I don’t know if this is Adrian’s attempt at reaching me, I do know one thing.
Having plucked up the courage to leave the ranch, the last thing I want is to be dragged back into a vicious cycle with Adrian.
Not only is it not going to do either of us any good, but it’s also going to keep us from moving on.
“….are you even listening to me?” Savannah waves a hand in front of my face and frowns. “Were you thinking about Adrian again?”
I nod and sink lower against the mattress. “I don’t want to. I know we weren’t together for long, and I should just get over it, but I can’t.”
Because I don’t think I’m ever going to feel this way again.
About anyone.
In three short weeks, Adrian found his way into my heart and my soul, and I can’t get him out of it. No amount of wishing, pleading, or bargaining is going to change that.
And the sooner I can accept it, the easier it’s going to be for me to move on.
Someday.
“Time isn’t a measurement when it comes to these sorts of things,” Savannah offers, with a smile. “Knowing someone for years doesn’t mean that they really know you. Or that they really have your back. On the contrary, I’ve had people who had a major impact on me in a short amount of time.”
I blink. “Why are you being sympathetic? You hate him.”
“I don’t hate him, but I hate what he’s done to you,” Savannah says, with a frown. “And I still think you fell too hard, too fast. But who am I to argue with love?”
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and duck into the bathroom. There, I splash cold water on my face and pause to pat my face dry. “You’re starting to freak me out a little.”
