Page 63 of Just Like This
“I have to go, Cami,” he said way too soon. “They’re ready for us.”
“Already?” My voice was a whine, but I knew there wasn’t a choice.
“I’m sorry, baby. I love you, Cami.”
“I love you too, Garrett. Stay safe,” I said quietly.
“Stay strong,” he said before our call ended.
I fell asleep with my phone clutched against my chest, hoping he’d call back. In the morning, I eagerly opened my laptop, hoping for a reply to my first email, but there wasn’t anything. Frustrated, I typed out a second email.
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To:[emailprotected]
From:[emailprotected]
Subject: How Long Does This Take?
I’m impatient. I don’t know how long it takes for you to return to base and to get yourself situated again. I’ll try to not flood your inbox, but at least when you open it, you’ll be greeted with my messages. It’s been a day, but it already feels like a year. I miss you more today than yesterday. Come back to me.
Stay safe.
Your Cami
