Tomorrow

~Daciana~

Another message popped into my phone and when I checked, it was Randall, sending me his long text messages like he had been doing every morning, afternoon, and night for three days straight now.

I excitedly showed the message to Carl again. “You see? I told you his text was going to come in! It’s been the same pattern for three days now.” I uttered with a wide grin as he stared into my phone.

“And you’re glad he is consistent, aren’t you?” He asked, and that was when I realized I was supposed to be mad that he was reaching out instead of giving me the space I waved, but I couldn’t be mad at him.

Not for so long.

“I mean, It shows he cares about me, doesn’t it?” I took the smile off my face immediately.

“Daciana, even if he didn’t send you these long messages every day, I need you to know Prince Randall really cares about you, okay?? I know you were hurt by what happened, but you need to know it was above his control. And he did what he could do at that moment to make y