Rhiannon's POV

As the door swung shut behind John, Rhiannon's phone rang.

It was a number she didn't have saved, but she recognized it instantly.

"Hello?" she answered, voice wobbling.

"Hey, Rhi, what's the matter?" Tyler's voice was soft, comforting.

"I don't want to talk about it, Tyler, what do you want?" she demanded. Tears were burning the corners of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

"I was gonna see if you wanted to grab coffee?" That ...