I should be thinking about Marina. About tomorrow’s meeting with Yaromir. About a hundred other little things that I’ve put to the side because of all the drama surrounding Jessa and our unborn child.
But instead, I find myself contemplating the question Lev asked right before I came up here.
For the longest time, I’ve dismissed it out of hand. Now, I’m thinking that maybe second chances are legitimate.
And maybe, just maybe, I could benefit from one.
So long as it’s with her, I’m willing.
Chris declined my first six calls. The rest he just ignored. At one point, he’d actually started typing in our message thread. I watched the three typing dots appear briefly. But no text ever came.
He’s not online anymore, but I’m sure he’s still got his phone in his hand. And since he’s being stub
