Windsor Myres couldn't help but laugh softly, "Then it's settled. I'll go downstairs and apologize to my mom, you go ahead and take a shower."
"Okay." Camden River hung up the phone.
Seeing the call end on the screen, he felt quite relieved at heart.
He tossed the phone onto the pristine white hotel bed and stepped towards the bathroom.
Windsor Myres tossed her phone aside as well.
Feeling idle.
Hasn't it always been this way between her and Cherry Lewis all these years? Wake up tomorrow morning and just carry on, no need for apologies.
Camden River is just overthinking it.
But—
Windsor Myres kicked off her shoes and leaned against the headboard, seriously contemplating Camden River.
In truth, she's been thinking about Camden River a lot these past two years, often recalling various moments of them being together.
