Sebastian must still be out with friends, enjoying his life. He has never call me and check on me. He doesn’t care about me. I thought. Just as I set down my purse, then my phone rang. Picking it up, I answered, without checking to see who was calling. “Hello?”

“Hey, Boo. How are you doing?”

I recognized the voice; I knew it so well. It was Ricky. Suddenly, I remembered how detached he had been lately and couldn’t help but wonder if he was calling to finally end his friendship with me. Maybe he was feeling guilty . But less than a week after Valentine’s Day? How would I...