Chapter 64

It takes minutes, and I am sure she is deliberately taking an age to piss me off as I stare blankly at our bedroom wall. I hate that he is so far away, but I must get this done. Saying it aloud, saying the words might make it more real, and I might feel something more than this aching gap that is robbing me of all energy and life.

“Hello… Sophs?” Arrick comes on the line, sounding harassed, and I close my eyes at the almost normal tone of his voice. He still has a voice that makes everything feel better, like coming home to a warm hug. Whether he knows it or not, this is what I need more than the air right now.

“I’m sorry I… I had to call.” I sound way too calm, unemotional, and strange. Like, I’m not really here at all.

“It’s okay…I’m glad you called. I hate when we argue, and I haven’t stopped thinking about you. I’m sorry, baby. I know I left mid-fight. I feel shitty as hell for it.” He’s trying for upbeat, apologetic, and sincere, but I can hear people behind h