Mindy’s bedroom door was barely closed before she spun around the room, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Caleb?” she repeated, voice pitching up. “Your ex-Caleb? The asshole who cheated on your birthday and left you crying on a park bench for three hours? That Caleb is back and texting you?”

Andrea nodded miserably, sinking down onto the edge of Mindy’s bed. She hugged a pillow to her chest like it could protect her from the chaos in her own head. “Yeah. That Caleb.”

Mindy stared at her for a long second, then dropped onto the bed beside her, the mattress dipping under their combined weight. “Okay, I don’t understand thiss, start...