It was Roland.

Surprised, Isabel answered the phone immediately and asked, “Where are you?”

“I’m in Southboro,” Roland answered with a hoarse voice, seemingly hesitating with the answer.

Isabel’s chest tightened. “When did you go back?”

“I reached Southboro yesterday morning.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He did not say a word.

Isabel ran out of patience. She asked, “Why did you go back to Southboro?”

The man still did not answer.

Isabel glanced at the screen of her phone. The call was still connected, Roland did not hang up on her.

She snorted. “Is it because of my dad?”

“It’s not about Mr. Carter, it’s my own decision,” he said.

His own decision?

say something like this to her in

hand to rub her eyes and then asked, “So, are you breaking up with

we have to be separated for

What

can’t tell

if you don’t tell me,

I’m

ask you. How long is ‘a while’? A week? Two weeks? A month? Two months? Or half a

“I don’t know, but

furrowed. “You don’t know? So does it mean I have to wait for you if you

won’t take

it’s

it really takes me that long and I still haven’t come back to you,

again like a giant

out of her eyes. She raised her voice

she

number and blocked all his texts.

phone screen

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