Chase POV
"What do you mean she left?" Wilson's voice was dubious, laced with concern as he glanced at me.
"She left" I repeated, my tone bitter, "just up and left. Needed to be alone" I added stiffly.
"That doesn't sound like Sage", Wilson's voice was tentative. "Did you even try to speak to her and convince her to stay?"
I glared at him. "Yes" I snapped, as he held up his hands in surrender. "Do you think I just threw her out with the trash?" I demanded frostily "of course, I tried to convince her to stay, and she wanted no part in it."
Wilson still looked unconvinced. "Well, something must have upset her," he said slowly as I exhaled slowly and rather angrily, "she's always been quite sweet," he added with a frown.
"Don't you think I know that" I hissed, staring at him in outra
