53. the talk

Reese’s P.O.V.

I was sitting on my couch, my mind clouded with thoughts of the blackmail and me leaving Caleb behind. The weight of the situation had left me feeling weary and uncertain. I needed time and space to process everything that had happened. But I smiled, as my phone started to ring and I looked down at the screen, seeing Dana’s name. The girl that had grown from a colleague to a friend. The girl that had picked up all of the pieces to my broken heart and was trying her best to put the pieces back together.

“What are we watching?” Dana’s voice asked me from the other end of the phone line, making me smile.

“I am still doubting between Queen Charlotte or The Bachelor,” I answered her.

“But there’s probably more heartbreak in The Bachelor, so I’m going for that one.” I shrugged, hearing Dana’s giggle on the other end of the phone.

“Good, I’m right there with you.” She answered me, probably pressing play on her own TV, so even though we aren’t watching it in the same room, we