Chapter 48

I hadn’t seen Rhomi in ages, but we kept up through random messages and commenting on photos or status updates.

A pang of feeling left out hit me.

I’d left more than just friends in London. I’d left , as he preferred.

We hadn’t been dating for long when I decided to return to the States. It had only been a few months, but he was already focused on a new job that had a promising future. One that wasn’t centered around his personal life or me.

I opened up the text thread that he and I had sparsely used since I left. The last message from him was dated last week. “I miss you.”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.

I missed his smile. I missed the way he made me laugh. I missed the way he made me feel. But I couldn’t admit that I missedhim. Not after the fight we’d had that solidified my choice to leave.

So instead, I scrolled up to a photo he’d sent me last month. It was finally warm in London and he had been at coffee with a few of our friends. The photo of the four of them holding up their take