Chapter 329

Rhys looked uncomfortable. ‘Alright, fine. I just… I wanted some time alone with you.’ He stood, fetched his phone, and handed it to me. ‘Go on, call.’ I took the phone, then realised suddenly—I didn’t remember Ashton’s number. Who memorises numbers these days anyway? I could have looked up LGH’s official number, called through the main line, and asked whoever answered to put me through to their boss. But that felt like too much hassle. It would mean going through people I didn’t know, it would take too long, and it would make the whole thing public before I was ready. So I called Yvaine instead. Her number, at least, was a palindrome. Easy to remember. ‘Hello? Who’s this?’ Yvaine sounded tired. ‘It’s me, Yvaine.’ ‘Mirabelle?’ She swore in pain. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked. ‘Nothing, just smacked my head. Is it really you? You’re alive?’ ‘I’m fine. Can you come and get me?’ ‘You’re not dead? You’re really okay? You… you scared me half to death, you know that? I haven’t closed my eyes in tw