I wonder what she thinks of me now that I’m wealthy and successful.
No.There’s no point in wondering.It doesn’t matter.If wealth and status are all she cares about, goodbye and good riddance.And if I’ve looked her up on social media a few times—okay, more than a few times—over the past week, it’s purely out of curiosity, nothing else.
My phone rings.
I check the screen and sigh.It’s Jordan, but she’s calling from her work number, meaning she’s about to talk to me as my CTO.
“Hey, sis,” I say, picking up.
“Don’t call me ‘sis’ when I call from this number.This could’ve been a conference call.”
“Sorry,Jordan.What’s up?”
“There’s a problem.The datacenter in?—”
“Let me stop you right there.You’re my top technical person, so you decide what to do.”
“But we have three choices.We can either?—”
“Have you made a wrong choice yet?”
“No,” she says sullenly.
“Well, then, there you go.”
Jordan has definitely contributed to my aforementioned wealth.Despite that, she still doesn’t have enough confidence in her decision-making ability.
“Fine,” she says with a sigh.“But don’t you dare question my decision if it ends up costing you a fortune.”
“I doubt I’ll be so lucky.”
She scoffs.“I’m not going to dignify that with a reply.”
“Your call.”
“So,” she says, switching to her casual sisterly tone.“Have you seen Kendall again?”
“No, and I won’t.”
Speaking of bad decisions, mine was telling Jordan about the cursed brunch.
“Yes, you will,” she says.“Your best friend and her best friend are getting serious.It’s only a matter of time before you bump into each other again.”
Fuck.I’ve been trying not to think about that nearly as hard as I’ve been fighting the urge to look her up.
At my silence, Jordan chuckles and says, “You know I’m right.Anyway, I have to run and deal with the datacenter issue that you don’t want to hear about.”
“Okay.”I hang up and blankly stare at the passing streets.
Meeting Kendall again.
It’s going to happen, no matter what I do.
And I can’t say I’m not looking forward to it.
Chapter13
Kendall