Page 42 of Fractured
Me – Garrick is forgiven.
Tatum –*giggles*You should have seen some of the texts he was sending me.
Cassie – Alec told me you texted him already.
I was about to take my first bite when again, there was another knock on the door.
I sighed, then got up and walked to the door.
I checked the peephole again, but this time, instead of it being one of my brothers, it was a young boy.
What in the world?
I opened it and said, “Yes?”
He smiled, then he handed me a big gift bag.
Then he left.
Curious, I closed the door, carried the bag to my countertop, and opened it.
Inside was a pair of comfy socks, teal, my favorite color, along with a new paperback of an author I really liked, a box of my favorite chocolates, a comfy-looking throw blanket, and two candles.
What on earth?
Then I pulled out a black envelope.
On the front was a man who had his hands held out.
I opened it and read it.
Talia,
I’m sorry.
I’m a dick.
Forgive me.
Dominik.
P.S. Please.
Then my phone pinged.
I walked over to the table and tagged it.
Big Foot – Did you get my present?
I chewed on my lip and then texted him back.
Me – Yes.
Big Foot – Good.
Big Foot – Open your door.
I frowned, set my phone down, and then walked to my door and opened it.
