Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 449

Idris always seemed to be asking me that. Clutching the phone, a pang of sadness hit me, but I kept my voice steady. "How are you healing up?"

"Do you even care?" His voice was heavy, tinged with something close to anger.

He had every right to be mad. He got hurt because of me, and I had not even been to see him. His anger was more than fair.

I took a shallow breath and whispered, "Seems like you're healing up pretty well."

"Yvette!" He blurted out, his voice laced with undisguised fury, "Don't you care at all?"

Care?

How could I not?

However, still...

I forced a small smile through the phone. "Glad to hear you're better. I won't be stopping by, though."

I was about to end the call when his voice rushed through, "Wait, don't hang up."

I hesitated, feeling a sharp tug in my chest.

"Yvette, I need to see you. I'm at Enchanted Eats, waiting. If you don't show, I'll just wait longer." With that, he was gone.

Staring at the silent phone, I let out a wry laugh. When did he get so headstrong?

People always needed one last meeting, a proper farewell, because who knew if it would be the last? I guess for him and me, it was going to be. I needed to say goodbye the right way, wish him the best, and tell him to take care of himself.

Enchanted Eats had an old-world charm. It was a cozy spot that was usually quiet, especially with the March chill keeping people away.