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She said she loves me. All I can do now is trust in her.
But God, I hope she doesn’t take forever to come back to me.
Because now that I know what it feels like to be loved by her, I can’t go back to just surviving.
Not without her.
Chapter 31
Rain
Iread the text. Then read it again.
The number isn’t saved in my phone, but I know exactly who it is.
After all these years—after finally finding some peace, after starting to move on—he dares to reach out again?
Who the fuck does he think he is?
Unknown: Rain, believe it or not, I’ve been thinking about you a lot after all these years. It was a pleasant surprise to see you on social media, with who I assume is your boyfriend. I hope you can find it in you to give me a chance to talk. I know it’s a big ask, but there are things that are better said in person.
Unknown: This is Dennis, by the way.
After getting a ride from the heliport to the lot where the RV is parked, I undress and take a quick shower, letting the water mix with the tears streaming down my face.
Why did he have to contact me?
And how in the fucking hell did he get my number?
After what happened, Ichangedmine and blocked his.
What does he mean he saw me on social media?
I don’t have any accounts. I haven’t posted a single picture with Xander—anywhere.
Fuck.
Did Xander post about us?
A million thoughts race through my mind as the water keeps running. Every heartbeat feels louder than the last.
When I finally get out, I dry off and throw on pajama shorts and a tank top.
I grab my phone and just stare at it for a while. I need to vent to someone before I explode. But I can’t tellXander—he’d be here in a heartbeat, and he needs to stay focused on preseason.
I can’t tell River either. He’d spiral… and maybe this time he wouldn’t let Dennis walk away. I can’t risk that.
“Fuck,” I shout, frustrated.
Then my phone pings.
For a second, I consider ignoring it—what if it’s Dennis again? But curiosity gets the best of me.
I glance at the screen, and my eyes gloss over.
Xander: Hey, babe. Did you arrive safely? I’m worried sick. I love you.
He doesn’t deserve this. How on Earth did I let this happen?
