Chapter 169. Flowers

CHARLOTTE

For an hour now, I’ve ignored Leo’s calls.

Not because I didn’t see them.

But because I was sure Musa had already spoken to him, and I am ashamed of myself.

Leo hated Musa interacting with me.

Even though he said they are now friends, he isn’t the right person to run to in a time like this.

When Musa called me back and told me about the note Leo left under his pillow, I was relieved—but I also felt guilty.

I could have calmed down and looked for clues.

Or even call him.

Instead I panicked immaturely.

Now, I don’t know how to face him.

I don’t even have the heart to read the note.

Acting dramatic like that—crying and talking about dying.

I wonder what he will think of me.

That I am a lot of load? A crazy one, messing with his life? With his job, with his mental health?

I sighed.

My phone vibrated again on the bed, the screen lighting up with his name.

I turned my face away