Chapter 52 Where Are You?

Twenty minutes later her phone was buzzing with a frenzy as she sat in the hotel provided robe, unpinning her hair from all the bobby pins Meredith had put in it. She lifted the phone and glared at the torrent of messages from both Isaias and Merlin. She responded to Merlin with a text to go fuck himself. She ignored Isaias' messages. He had ignored her throughout the hour she'd sat at the table, so she felt it was only fair. He hadn't even told her she looked beautiful, and she knew she had looked good. It wasn't she needed his compliments but what woman didn't want her man to comment? What was wrong with him? Worse, what was wrong with her for still thinking he was her man?