Chapter Forty-Five

DAWN. 

I let out a yawn, removing my glasses to rub the mist under my eyes before pushing my chair back; eyes trained on the ceiling. 

My phone vibrates against the desk and I'm quick to grab it, eager eyes running across the screen, and a frown stretches over my lips when I realize it's just a text from Bryan. 

'Hey, how's you doing? You think I should come over for lunch?'

Not the one I was kind of expecting. 

Rubbing my eyes, I type back a reply.

'I still got a whole shitload of work to do. Thanks for asking by the way, maybe another time though. '

Once it shows sent and delivered, I move to my message inbox, staring at a certain name I left hundreds of messages for, but not for once did I get replied, and I'm getting both worried and so fucking angry. 

'Hey, I just got to work. Sending your support from here, I know you can do this. '

'Hey, lunch time. Know you're busy but felt like