Arik:
Do you really mean it?
I've been staring at that text from Arik for a few minutes now, and I still can't figure out what he's referring to.
It was already 12 AM, and we were still here at the tower's bar lounge. Rusty fulfilled his promise to stay in one of the suites, but he insisted on paying for it. Oliver followed suit, along with Mom and Dad, but it's just us who are still awake and drinking.
"Why don't you ask? Reply to him," Kim suggested to me.
Aurora's expression immediately contradicted. She took a shot and cursed.
"And what? Be foolish again? Of course! It's obvious what Arik is referring to—what you told him earlier, that you don't want to see him again," she said.
I put away my phone and let it be.
That text has been there since earlier. Around ten o'clock. I thought there might be another text because I didn't reply, but there was none. I guess Aurora was right. That's what he meant.