“She begged to say goodbye.”
“For her?” I asked. “Or for me?”
“Both.”
“You let me stand there feeling insane, Morgan.”
“I thought if I told you first, you would never watch it.”
“Maybe I deserved that choice.”
“You did,” she said. “I’m sorry.”
I wanted to hang up. Instead, I forced myself to breathe.
“Pick me up in the morning.”
“I’m sorry.”
