537 Unfinished Business

(Lisa)

I stare at my phone, half-considering throwing it out the window.

Logan Bennett.

The text sits there, taunting me. Of course he'd have my number on record. But I still wasn't expecting him to flick me a text anytime soon.

Can I stop by? We need to talk.

I want to say no. But it has to be dealt with. I know I have to make a decision.

I'm free tomorrow.

No reply after a few minutes. Whatever. I'm easy either way, buddy.

I sigh, slumping back on my couch. Thanks for reminding me just before bedtime that my entire life is a tangled mess of secrets, unanswered questions, and morning sickness.

I think about the USB. Still untouched in the back of my cupboard. Still part of shit I don't want to deal with. I don't need to deal with whatever is on there. It won't change one thing I'm dealing with now. It can stay in the cupboard.

A sharp knock at the door pulls me out of my spiral. I drag myself up and swing it open.

And there he is.

Same damn face. Same damn eyes.

But different.

"Oh... you meant now? I'm not sure... I mean, it's a little messy in here."

in the

looser than Lance's ever was, like he cares more about comfort than sharp tailoring. His hair is neat but not styled to

and this can't wait until you're ready to

I step aside so he can go

my apartment, eyes scanning over the cluttered kitchen counter, the throw blankets

like it," he says. "Feels... lived in. A

is none of your

twitch.

motioning for him to take the chair across from me. "Alright, Bennett. You want

was a lot. I didn't expect our new CEO to be someone who knew Lance so personally and had no idea

didn't just come here to say that." It's unnerving him being here. I don't need him to pretend he cares. I need to get this

Lisa. About your history with him. I expected he would tell those close to

now? Lance didn't tell any of us about you.

He clears his throat.

arch a brow.

a hand

stiffen. "What

right words. "It's... struggling. Ever since the news

donors are

suicide prevention, teen

hard. "When its founder took himself out and a high

Logan nods grimly. "Exactly."

and it's not just because I'm pregnant. "And what do

knew him,"

understood him. People need to hear from those who were closest to him. They need to understand why he did what he did. That his work still matters.

tidy explanation, Logan." The USB pops into my head. "I'm not sure that

A lot of people depend on the work we do in our

what? Just explain it away? Tell them he

me carefully.

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