#Chapter 206: You’ll Miss This

The phone pressed hard to my ear, I stand outside the lecture hall, tucked behind the door near the smoker’s bench. It’s the only empty spot this time of day, with so many busy students walking around. I don’t have time to find somewhere more secluded. I need to talk to my Mom right now. With Wyatt on the loose, I need to make sure she is unharmed. “Pick up, pick up. Please pick up.” Each ring makes my anxiety spike. Then, finally, Mom answers the phone. “Chloe?” “Are you okay?” I ask at once. I’ve been holding the question in so long that it bursts from me now. “Yes, honey. Of course I am. What’s wrong?” And, okay. I’m glad she’s fine. I have no idea how I am going to transition away from suddenly being so worried. Or how to gracefully ask my second question. “I heard Wyatt dropped out,” I say. I wince after I say it. I have no way of knowing if Mom even knows that happened. I probably shouldn’t have dropped the bomb quite like that. “Yes, dear. We know.” She sighs a little bi