Miles? Why would he call me this late?

Ashton’s brow furrowed slightly. "He sent you a text, too," he added, handing me the phone.

I blinked at the screen, still feeling drained and out of sorts. Noticing my hesitation, Ashton said, "You don’t have to answer if you’re not up to it."

The call ended on its own, and I scrolled through the messages I’d ignored earlier in the day.

"Elaine, can we meet?"

"There’s something I need to tell you, but I don’t ...