Page 31 of Falling for Forever

Most everyone she knew was a hopeless romantic to some degree. They’d look at the situation and tell Lydia that she had officially lost her marbles. Chet was a catch. Yes, she knew that, and she wasn’t going to deny it anytime soon.

But he was also ignoring the biggest part of the picture.

“Oh, you’re still here?”

Lydia startled and glanced over her shoulder toward her sister. Wren sidled up beside her and pulled out her own phone.

“Saw you leave, but Chet went with you.” Wren pulled up her social media accounts and swiped through them. Then she glanced around. “Where is he? Did he leave you here?”

“He’s not back at the party?”

Wren frowned. “No. Was he supposed to be? What’s going on? I thought I heard someone back there saying you didn’t look happy.”

Lydia scoffed. “I’m surprised that’s all you heard.” She stared out at the surrounding fields. Crops and pastures as far as the eye could see. Technically this property had once belonged to Rylee’s family. Now she and Tate lived here. If Lydia weren’t wearing her favorite boots, she might have gone traipsing through the fields toward their own property that was sandwiched up against this one.

She blew out a huff of air and glanced once more over to her sister when she didn’t respond.

Wren must have sensed her eyes on her because she lifted her gaze and her frown deepened. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“Well, are you going to answer my question?”

Right. She had asked a question. Lydia wrapped her arms around her middle. “You wouldn’t get it.”

“Try me.”

“I’m telling you, you’ll think I’ve gone crazy.”

“Lydia, I’m your sister. I already think you’re a little crazy.”

Lydia snorted, a smile surfacing once more. “I guess that’s true.” She heaved out a breath. “Did you drive?”

“Yep.”

“Will you take me home? I don’t want to walk.”

Wren stared at her through narrowed eyes. “Did you guys break up or something?”

“No.”

“Then why⁠—”

“Just take me home and I’ll tell you what’s going on, okay? I don’t feel like getting stuck out here. If he catches me, then he’ll take me home and I already told him I wanted space.”

“So… no breakup.”

“No.” Lydia flung her arms out to her sides. “We’re not breaking up. I’m just mad, okay? He did something that upset me and it’s making me second-guess a few things.”

Wren continued to stare at her for long moments. It was so unbearable that Lydia nearly had it out with her. But then she sighed and shoved her phone in her pocket. “Okay, I guess we can go then. But you should still tell me. That way I can decide whose side I’m picking.”

Lydia groaned. “Don’t bother. I already know you’re going to take his side.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because that’s what people do when the guy is perfect.”

Wren snorted. “No guy is perfect. Girls wear those rose-colored glasses for the guy they love even when there are a million red flags. But I get what you’re saying. Chet is a pretty good guy.”