Chapter 138: Conflicting Thoughts.

Eric’s POV: Eric sat there, hearing the sound of water dripping in the background. "Should I call her?" He murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on the phone. "No, no, that's too much. Just a text; keep it simple, Eric." He typed out the message, his heart racing. "Can I see you?" Hit send. That's it. Now is the waiting game. He ran his hands through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. "She's going to see it, right? She has to." Minutes ticked by. No reply. "Come on, Rose. Give me something. Anything." He started second-guessing his decision. "Was that too direct? Maybe I should've said something else. Started with 'Hey' or asked how she's been?" He shook his head. "No, I needed to be straightforward. Was she still so mad at me? I mean, I would be, after everything that's happened." The phone remained silent, and Eric's frustration grew. "I just want to explain and tell her the truth about everything. She's got to know it wasn't her fault." He stood up, pacing no