TimeNovel• Chapter 13 • Zephyr tried to seeseveral times after 1 gr hfrom the hospital I kept my door locked. pretending I wasn't there.
• One evening, our class president texted• Emma: (What the hell is up with you and Zephyr?) • Phoebe: [...
• Emma: [lle's been totally losing his shit lately, Can you please handle him?) • Phoebe: [?] • Emma: [When are you planning to cback to school anyway?! • Before I could reply, Emma suddenly called me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt• When I answered, it wasn't her voice on the line, but Zephyr's: "How much longer are you gonna keep up this bullshit, Phoebe?" • "Blocking me? Playing these pathetic little games just to get my attention?" • "You're welcto disappear from my life completely! Who the fuck wants to go to the scollege as you? You think I actually wanted that? I was just trying to make you happy because you're so goddamn obsessed with me!" • Zephyr's words were as vicious as ever, soaked in the scontempt I'd heard in the bathroom.
• I paused, then replied with a calmness that surprised even me: "Okay. I understand." • This only seemed to enrage him further: "The hell does that mean? You're not done with your little tantrum yet?" • "Who was the one sobbing like a baby the other day? I'm throwing you a bone here-don't act like • you're above this shit!" • I responded with genuine indifference: "Zephyr, I already told you. I'm done with you." • The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights · • 39.3% • • Chapter 13 • Zephyr let out a bitter laugh.
• "HA! • "Fine, FINE! Have it your way, Johnson. Remember, YOU'RE the one who said this. Don't cbegging when you realize what you threw away!" • There was a violent crash from the other end of the call.
• The sound of his phone being hurled against a wall.
I ended the call and set my phone down gently on my desk.
Two weeks ago, his anger would have devastated me.
I would have called back immediately, apologizing, making excuses for him, desperate to smooth things over.
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Now I felt nothing but relief, like setting down a heavy backpack 'I'd e been carrying for years. I didn't need to analyze his words or search for hidden meanings.
I didn't need to wonder if he really cared underneath a that rage. I was free.
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