The next day, I was awakened by the sound of a ringing phone.
I fumbled around in bed to find my phone and saw several missed calls.
Most were from my agent, Lily Taylor, and some from my assistant, Sally.
Out of habit, I checked my WhatsApp account to see if Lincoln texted me back but found no response from him.
Was I sad? A little. But why should I be sad? I had already decided to give up on pursuing Lincoln, so whether he replied or not shouldn't matter to me anymore.
I didn't know how much resolve it took to delete the chat history with Lincoln.
“Lincoln, this time, I'm really letting you go.”