Rage. That's what Olivia Bennett was feeling when she ran away to Australia. She's been off the grid, offline, and off men for nearly eight months.
It's the start of 2021 and she's ready for her busiest year yet. Movies, music, and fashion work line...
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I snickered as Selena missed, catching the piece of popcorn I threw to her mouth. We were sitting on my couch, having a sleepover and talking music. I wanted to start a new album. So we were discussing song ideas and people to be on it.
"Phone!" Selena said, pointing. I glanced to the side to see my phone vibrating on the coffee table, ringing. It was 'Dylan'.
My eyes widened and I showed Selena the caller ID and she gasped. This was so... tween. I let it ring another time before I answered. "Hey," I greeted as casually as I could.
"Hey, you," he responded. And I was almost embarrassed that my heart palpitated. Butterflies in my stomach. Was he... was that his flirty voice?
"What's up?" I asked as a long almost awkward silence filled the air.
"I'm sorry, felt weird for a second there," he chuckled. "I just wanted to thank you for the flowers. Real cute, Angel. Thank you."
I smiled softly, "You're welcome. Happy birthday."
"It's good to hear your voice."
I gulped, looking at Selena who pressed her ear to the other side of my phone between us. "Um, same here, Dyl," I mumbled quietly.
"I'm sorry for not reaching out sooner."
"Yeah, same," I lied. We've been talking through lawyers and his have been giving mine the run around about our alimony agreement. I apparently made the mistake about not getting a prenup and turns out I make more. So I had to pay him. Which was one thing... but now he wouldn't sign a very fair deal. One we had agreed to when we were still calling and texting one another.
"Look, I think we should talk."
"Oh? No plans tonight?" I asked, Selena grabbing my hand and squeezing it tightly.
"Not really," he chuckled. It was awkward. I could tell. He was uncomfortable. "We're on opposite coasts. Can't really go out for dinner or coffee."
