He's still with her

NOVA

I put the phone on a high speaker as I drove out of the school car park, waiting for Brion to answer.

“Hello, darling. Did you miss me?” Brion's cheerful voice filtered in, reminding me there were more good guys out there, ones who were better than that bastard Dashiell. Each encounter with him always made me question how blind I must have been years ago when I gave him my all. I must have been sick in the head, that I didn't realize what a bastard he was until I left.

“Nova?” He called out, dragging my thoughts from my reverie and back to my phone. “Are you okay? Why aren't you saying anything?”

“I want to leave,” I said, keeping my focus on the road and trying not to clench my fists hard on the steering wheel.

“Why? Did you meet him again?”

“Yeah, I did.” Nodding as if he could see me, I left the highway for the less busy street to avoid getting honked on by those desperately driving to work.

“And he made you decide to leave?”

“I can't take this anymore. Each encounte