Chapter 145 Own Your Truth

• Marybeth's phone rang for a while before her voicemail service picked up. Disappointed, Austin hung up without leaving a message.
• Turning back to the Cigar Room, he was startled to find Blake leaning against the wall near the entrance, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a cigar in the other. He looked so relaxed, happy even, that if Austin didn't know better, he would have found it hard to believe that this was the same man embroiled in a sex tape scandal just a day ago.
• "I never got a chance to thank you," Blake said as Austin slowly approached the entrance.