chapter 90
The email was on my phone, waiting there, when I rolled over, light filling the room.
Tobey’s side of the bed was empty, the house quiet.
I didn’t see it until after I was dressed, a bagel in hand, stepping out onto the porch to eat.
I hadn’t expected an email, my hand stalling as I lifted the bagel to my mouth.
I sat in one of the rockers, and clicked on the email, one sent to my Boys and Girls Club email, Chase’s name in the sender’s column.
Ty,
I love you.
Chase
I replied to his message, my fingers slow, mind struggling to find the right words.
Chase,
I just need some time. Please give me until the end of the season. But know that I meant everything I said.
Ty
It didn’t feel right, typing I love you into that email. Not when I was sitting in Tobey’s home, wearing his ring. I was still married, despite the things I had done the night before. I sent the email, then stood, resisting the urge to chuck the phone off the side of the porch and to its death.