I bang my head against the stall before answering. "Hello." My voice is meek at best, even though I try to force normalcy into it. "Pretty girl…" Holden's voice is instantly empathetic to my tone. There’s a pause before he says, "Tell me, baby. Please talk to me." When I squeeze my eyes shut, the tears start falling. I’m fucking pathetic. "Aria, let me bring you back, pretty girl. I’m envious of the strength I see in you, your grit that sass, and don’t even get me started on that ass…" That makes me chuckle, and he hears it. "Why didn’t you call me?"
