*I know it’s been a long time, but I still miss you. Just let me know where I can find you, or you can find me on any Friday night at the Neon Moon*
Still no response.
“Stella!”
“Hm?”
She quickly slipped her phone back into her bag and looked up. Jace was staring at her over the bar, frowning.
“Is everything okay? I asked you if you want to get take out after this like five times.”
“Huh? N-no I… I’m okay”
Stella tried to smile reassuringly. Jace raised an eyebrow at her, and she quickly glanced away, tracing the rim of her glass with a finger. Jace sighs.
“Please tell me you weren’t checking again…”
“I-”
She fell silent. There was no point denying it. Jace knew her too well. They’d gone through this charade so often. She nibbled at her lip nervously.
“Stella… it’s been four years… And you sent that message three months ago. He isn’t coming. I’m sorry but… it’s the truth and you need to hear it.”
Stella’s bottom lip quivered. Jace sighed.