Page 107 of Blossoms of the Heart
Chapter 22
Tai
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Irested back against the headboard on my bed with my phone in my hands.
It was the first time in weeks that I’d felt clarity, and hopeful.
I opened up the messages, found Candace’s number then typed a message to her.
Tai: Hi. Need to talk tomorrow early if possible. I’m going to cut to the chase and tell you that I know you’ve been avoiding my calls and texts. I want to talk to you in person but if you don’t respond again, then this is officially goodbye. Not going to continue like this. In the same breath I want you to know that you will always mean something to me.
It was up to her to respond and see me one last time if she wanted. If not then this was me cutting the rope. Calling it a day. I’d never been so blunt with her.
I was surprised when I saw the three blue dots jumping and a message popped up.
Candace: Hi. Thanks. Is seven at the coffeehouse okay?
Eureka.
Tai : Seven is fine see you then.
Finally some results.
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Six fifty five.
Six- fifty five A.M.
I hated being up this early.
I definitely wasn’t a morning person and I never would be.
But some things required stepping out of my comfort zone.
Six- fifty eight.
Two minutes until the time that Candace was supposed to be here. I’d gotten here twenty minutes ago and had a coffee.
Although she probably got the gist of what this meeting would be about I wanted to have full use of my brain to make sure I said the right things.
I felt she was already here somewhere. Just waiting to come in at seven on the dot.
As the last two minutes ticked away my mind drifted to when I first met Candace.
Her smile was the first thing that caught me. There was a sort of inner beauty that reminded me of someone else.
Phoebe.
I’d picked my brains over it last night. Seeing Phoebe and giving her the necklace revealed that to me.
I was drawn to Candace in the first place because she reminded me of Phoebe.
Same spark, same zest for adventure. Same twinkle in their eyes. But no one can be the same, which was why when Phoebe came back on the scene it threw me.
She was the real deal. It was hard to admit that to myself. A scary thought that I knew verged on to scarier things.
