(Aurora's POV)
Phineas texted me while I was washing my face.
*Something came up. I'll be back late. Don't wait up.*
I stared at the message for a second, then typed back: *Okay.*
Then I sat on the edge of the bed and thought about the fact that I hadn't told Olivia yet.
We'd been best friends since university. She'd helped me move out of my mother's house. She'd sat with me in the hospital waiting room after my miscarriage, not saying anything, just being there. She'd driven me to the lawyer's office on the day I filed for divorce.
She deserved to hear this from me, not from a social media post.
I picked up my phone and called her.
"Are you free tonight?"
"For you? Always." I could hear her switching off her TV in the background. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just - I have
