The Morning Arthur Vance Lost Everything
The Morning Arthur Vance Lost Everything
Arthur saw my message.
I knew he did.
The little notification appeared almost immediately.
For a few seconds, I imagined him staring at his phone inside Boston Logan Airport, standing beside Sienna Brooks with that arrogant smile still on his face.
I imagined him wondering if I was finally broken.
If I was finally crying.
If I was finally begging him not to leave.
That was the version of Eleanor he believed existed
