By the time I get out of the hospital, I have fifteen missed calls on my mobile, all from a number I don’t recognise. I can guess whose it is. Ridiculously, I’m afraid to go home. Andy won’t know I’m at the hospital, how could he? But I wouldn’t put it past him to be sitting outside my flat waiting for me to come home.
I can’t face him tonight.
Taking a deep breath I call the number.
“Rayn, I’ve been worried about you.” The sound of his voice sets my teeth on edge and makes me feel sick.
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