Marigold: You have to stay strong too, Chance.
Chance: I will.
Marigold: Both of you better have your game faces on tomorrow night. We love Scarlett. And this is what's best for her.
Eli: It's all tough love coming from me.
Chance: Me too.
Marigold: Good. Keep it that way.
I clicked out of our joint chat and sent Chance a private message.
Eli: Who knew Marigold was such a slave driver?
Chance: She's determined when she has a cause.
Eli: At least she's giving you more shit than me.
Chance: How do you figure?
Eli: She keeps saying how you don't know her at all. She's obviously irritated with you.
Chance: You're the one who's got to keep it together tomorrow.
Eli: I've got this. Scarlett was just in my condo, and I didn't touch her.
Chance: You know you're talking to me about my sister, right?
I ran a hand through my hair.
Eli: Sorry. I wasn't thinking.
Chance: When this is all over...
Eli: I'm not sure it's going to work out in my favor.
Chance: I hope you're wrong. It kills my parents when she's gone.
Eli: I'll do my best.
Chance: I don't like you dating my sister, but if you're the reason she stays…I'll forgive you…eventually.
I barked out a laugh.
Eli: So gracious.
Chance: Get your beauty sleep. You're going to need it.
I threw my phone on the cushion next to me. I slunk down until my head was resting against the back of the couch. Was I doing the right thing?
I didn't feel right about letting Scarlett walk out of here thinking I was okay with moving on without her. Because I wasn't. I hated the idea.
But I trusted that Marigold was onto something. This had to work. A life without Scarlett was inconceivable.
My phone flashed with an incoming message.
Marigold: Bring your A-game tomorrow.