But here they were. Again.
The air between them tightened. Sabrina crossed her arms—not defensive, exactly. More like she was holding herself together. “I’m not the one who left.”
Sabrina finally looked up. Her eyes were calm, but her jaw was tight. “Bold assumption.”
Chappell tilted her head. “You haven’t asked me to leave yet.”
Sabrina closed her eyes. For a second, she let herself feel it—the want, the grief, the stupid, stubborn love she’d been choking down for months. Then she opened her eyes and stepped back.
But here they were. Again.
The air between them tightened. Sabrina crossed her arms—not defensive, exactly. More like she was holding herself together. “I’m not the one who left.” Sabrina Carpenter Good Luck- Babe- -Chappell...
Sabrina finally looked up. Her eyes were calm, but her jaw was tight. “Bold assumption.” But here they were
Chappell tilted her head. “You haven’t asked me to leave yet.” she let herself feel it—the want
Sabrina closed her eyes. For a second, she let herself feel it—the want, the grief, the stupid, stubborn love she’d been choking down for months. Then she opened her eyes and stepped back.