Holy shit. I forgot to take my pill.
Today.
And yesterday. I remember taking it the day before that.
Shit shit shit!
So much has been going on and everything’s been crazy and I’ve only been taking them for less than two weeksand I completely forgot about it.
I’ll take one now. Does it matter if you skip a day? Or possibly two?
My god, Lila, you fool.What the hell’s wrong with you? Have you completely lost your mind? Are you so overcome with one hunky, well-hung, sweet-and-dirty-talking devil that you not only freaking drunkenly marry him but now?—
No. My period’s due any day and I’m sure it’s too late in my cycle for one missed pill—two—to make a difference.
I’ll google it. I’m sure it’s fine.
Please be fine.
As I make my way to the bathroom, a glow in the low light catches my attention. Colton’s phone has lit up. On the table. As I’m walking past it.
I shouldn’t snoop, of course. But I can’t tear my eyes away.
A text has just come through.
I miss you so much. I can’t stop thinking about our night together, you beast. Please call me back
From someone named Kara.
My stomach swoops horribly.
It’s not the only text.
I scroll further.
Where are you? I’ve tried calling you like 20 times but your phone must be turned off. Pleeeese call me. I love you so much
From Bianca.
I love you?
And a bunch of texts from someone named Jemma.
Colton Maddox, CALL ME
You can’t leave me like this!
It was tooooo good, baby
Please don’t make me beg. You better call me back xx
There aremore.
Many more.
Dozens of missed calls. A few from his brothers, but most of them are from women.
Celeste.