“The girls asked if they could come over today and see the cat.”
Derek’s texts have slowly grown more personal instead of professional. I’m feeling anxious of course, but that’s just because I am starting to wonder what he’s seeing when he looks at me.
I don’t mind being kind to his daughters. I don’t even mind his thoughtful, kind texts encouraging me to smile. What I’m scared of is misreading not only his intentions but also the friendship he’s continued to display.
“What time?” I text back before the group chat with Lily and Annie going off at the same time.
“Girl, are you even alive?”
It’s clear Annie is asking me.
She sends another text.
“Radio silence isn’t a good look for you, Esme.”
I roll my eyes. “So nosy.”
