“We Need Your Apartment For The Weekend,” She Texted—Without Asking

throat tightened like my body recognized danger before my mind fully caught up. “She’s trying to make me sound unfit.”

Jules was silent for a beat. Then: “Caleb, are you okay?”

That was the only question that mattered. The only one that wasn’t about appearances.

“Yes,” I said. “I’m okay. I’m just finally saying no.”

Jules exhaled hard. “Then I’m with you.continue reading …