Veronica and Casey sat quietly, looking at their plates.
“What happened, girls?” I asked, my voice shaking. They didn’t respond, and their silence was maddening.
That night, I called David multiple times, but he didn’t pick up. The next morning, he left a text saying, “It’s over, Melinda. I can’t marry you. Goodbye!”
My heart felt like it was breaking all over again. This wasn’t the first time.
