Chapter 84 Lost

Alicia Davenport It had been a few days since my last phone call with Daniel. And in those few days, I had heard nothing from him. No texts. No calls. Not even a simple read receipt to let me know he saw my messages. I wasn’t the type to get anxious over things like this—at least, I never used to be. But now? Now, I found myself checking my phone more often than I wanted to admit, each time hoping for some sort of response. But there was nothing. I had told myself that maybe he just needed time. Time to process everything. Time to figure out how he felt about all this—about me. And so, I decided to give him that time. I stopped reaching out, stopped texting and calling, even though every part of me wanted to. But that didn’t mean I was giving up on him. No. I would try again when the timing felt right. Whenever that would be. At the moment, however, I had more immediate problems to deal with. Like this excruciatingly frustrating phone call with a client. I had been on