“Is she here with you? I’d like to meet her.”
 
 A pang of guilt spreads through my digestive system, and I decide to ignore Chloe’s reasonable question and steer toward the poker room without another word.
 
 Chloe snorts. She’s experienced me avoiding conversations before, and this is no different.
 
 Only for the first time in… well, ever… I feel like shit about it.
 
 Not so much about ditching Chloe’s request, but about what I keep telling myself is me giving Brook some space.
 
 Chapter19
 
 Brook
 
 Lo
 
 Brook, are you in Europe?
 
 Syd
 
 Wait? What? Did she return to London?
 
 Paris
 
 She didn’t tell me she was leaving.
 
 You know I’m part of this chat?
 
 We’re on a honeymoon.
 
 Lo
 
 With your brother?
 
 Faking it, obviously.
 
 Syd
 
 Where did you go?
 
 (eye-roll emoji) To Lisbon, so he can work.
 
 Lo
 
 Well, that’s good. At least you’re not sitting alone at home.
 
 Syd
 
 How are you feeling, Paris?
 
 Paris
 
 Like a beached whale, but Finn loves pregnancy sex.
 
 Lo
 
 TMI (puking emoji)
 
 What an asshole!