Chapter 15 February 25, 2025
-Sadie-
Sadie lingered in a cozy corner by the window of the Roaring Stag, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun as she continued the short story she had been working on in her journal.
The memory of the brief moment on the Tube had taken on a life of its own, and it was turning into pages and pages of writing.
The young man with those blue eyes had become a real character on the page, no longer just a dream.
The sound of an email notification broke the peaceful moment, and Sadie set down her pen.
Her stomach tightened when Nate’s name appeared on the screen.
He’d been quiet these past few days—no manipulative texts or drunken voicemails—which had been a welcome reprieve.
Now, though, as she stared at the phone screen, she felt anxiety crawl under her skin.
“Just delete it,” she muttered, finger hovering over the trash icon. But curiosity won out, as it often did with Nate, and with a sigh, she opened the message.
She froze as she reread the message to be sure she wasn't seeing things. Instead of the usual vitriol, the email was surprisingly formal.