Anna
I fucked up, guys.
My phone rings immediately, “Hey, Sky.”
“What’s going on?”
The sobs start again, and I find it hard to breathe. I can’t seem to gain control of myself to calm down. “He…hates…me…”
“Who hates you?”
“Keaton.” I can’t control the tears any longer. Huge drops fall on my phone, my lap, and the beautiful handmade quilt on the bed.
“There’s no way,” Skyla insists. “I haven’t even met the man and know he is head over heels for you. What in the world could have happened for you to think he hates you?”
“Daniel showed up.”
“Shit. I’m on my way.” The call ends, and I glance back at my phone.
Jasmine
Seems unlikely. But how?
Penny
Are you okay, Sweetie?
Jasmine
Anna? Where did you go?
Anna
Sorry guys. Sky called.
Skyla
I sure did. I will land in Kentucky soon enough and together we’re going to tackle whatever the hell is going on. Mama Sky is on the way.
Jasmine
Mama Sky?
Skyla
Don’t hate on my nickname.
Penny
Literally nobody calls you that.
Skyla
Well they really should start.
Penny
How bad is it? Do we need to book flights, too?