Chapter 163

Weston

I grip the doorframe to keep myself from falling over. In my ear, the guys are all asking questions about what I’ve just said.

“What wife?” Nolan asks.

“No, for real,” Abel interjects, his voice louder than the rest of them. “What wife are you talking about?”

Quickly, I hit the button on the headset and speak into it. “I’ll be back later.” I throw it on the ground. Never mind that thing was a splurge that cost me over a hundred and fifty bucks.

The woman standing in front of me is one I haven’t seen in years. She once held my heart in her hands and squeezed it until there was nothing left. She looks unsure as she smiles up at me. “I didn’t know if you’d be here with the roads and all. Are you still on the road crew? I thought maybe you’d be at work.” She shrugs with an uncertainty that she should definitely have.