I couldn’t get her to calm down enough to tell me what was wrong. It didn’t help that I was panicky too.
“What’s wrong, Brit? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
“No, no,” she sobbed, “I’m… I’m…” she couldn’t finish the sentence.
“Brit,” I tried to keep my tone calm, although in truth I was feeling terrified.What was so bad that it had her crying like this? “Please tell me what’s wrong.” I half-wished that Cooper had dumped her.
But, if that was it, then she probably won’t get over it for a long time, and then where will you be?
I could comfort her…
Do you really want her to be in so much pain? Over that?
No. Not really.
Exactly.
Maybe she’s being melodramatic?
Then do you really want a girl like that?
Er, no. But considering my chances are nil anyway…
You don’t even know what’s wrong yet.
I know. What is it?
“Brit, brit,” I said in a soothing tone, “Take some deep breaths.” I heard her breathe haggardly on the other line. I almost smiled, “Good. Now why don’t you start from the beginning?”