Chapter 27 Beneath The Lies

• I hand Chris a glass of wine, and we settle on the couch, the silence between us both awkward and comfortable. “So,” he says after a beat, swirling his glass, “you’re really back for good?”
• “Looks like it,” I reply. “Had to get a new phone just to make sure people could reach me again. And I’m getting back with my publicist. You remember Anya?”
• “Anya? Uh, hard to forget her,” he says with a grin, lifting his glass. “Welcome back to our world, Natalie.”