Chapter 172 Delivered But Unread

• I rotated my shoulders and kicked out my feet. A stranger who happened upon me at this moment would think I was preparing for something physical, but it was only a text. The chat between Waylen and me was open. My text from this morning was still unanswered. Delivered but unread. I didn’t know if it was deliberate. All the other texts had been delivered, read, and ignored.
• Today, I was determined to be patient with him. I grabbed the phone on the sink and typed a simple good morning message.
• That, too, went unanswered.