“So, I’m gonna make some calls while you go get something to eat and take a nap. We’ll speak in a few hours.” There’s a long pause, and when he finally speaks again, gratitude is palpable in his voice. “Thank you, Cas. You still have the ability to stop me from getting stressed-out.” A grin spreads across my face. “Don’t thank me just yet.” He ends the call, and I change into jeans and a hoodie. I grab my laptop from the living room, putting it in my bag before going around and locking up the house. Then, I’m dialing the number to the private jet company I use as the door closes behind me.
😭😭😭
