Bailey POV
I make it to Talia's apartment in fifteen minutes instead of twenty, breaking at least three traffic laws in the process.
Orion tried to come with me, but I told him this was a girls-only situation. He understood immediately, kissed my forehead, and told me to call if I needed anything.
God, I love that man.
So here I am, carrying a bag with two pints of Ben & Jerry's, a bottle of wine for Talia and sparkling cider for me.
There is an assortment of chocolate from the bakery's emergency stash.
When I knock on Talia's door, it takes a full minute before she answers.
When she does, my heart breaks.
Her eyes are red and swollen, mascara streaked down her cheeks.
She's wearing old sweats and one of those oversized hoodies that swallows her whole frame.
"Oh, honey," I say, i
