Off the Air by L. H. Cosway

Author:L. H. Cosway [Cosway, L. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Callum

Three years ago

I hadn’t seen Leanne in almost a month. Not since she was released from the hospital, and not since she broke up with me at her parents’ house. It was driving me crazy. I needed to talk to her, but all my calls and texts went unanswered. Paul said to give her space, that she needed to rest and come to terms with losing the baby.

She’s not the only one who lost something, I wanted to yell. Like, was this shit not supposed to affect me too? Was I supposed to just lick my wounds and get over it? I wanted us to do this together, to share the pain and find a way to heal, but she’d completely iced me out.

We finished up the final week of filming and the show was going to air soon. Things were moving fast. Leanne had been on sick leave, but I heard she was coming back to join us for promos. We had weeks of interviews and appearances lined up and I was eager to see her.

Who was I fooling? Eager was too tame a word. I was on a knife’s edge.

Our first press conference was today. Journalists from magazines and news outlets across the country would be there, but all I cared about was seeing Leanne, making sure she was okay. Holding her.

I showed up with Trev and James and we were led to a green room where a bunch of people involved in the show were waiting. Frantically, I scanned the space. Leanne sat on a couch next to Paul, the two of them deep in chat.

I resented how close they were, especially now.

She went to him for comfort when she should’ve been coming to me.

Well, that shit ended today.

“Leanne,” I said, my voice strained.

She looked up, her expression flat. “Hi, Callum.”

I scratched my jaw. “How have you been?”

Her gaze lowered. “I’ve been okay.” I hated how she sounded, gone was her usual feistiness. Contrary to what she said, she didn’t sound okay.

“Can we go somewhere after this? Grab lunch maybe?”

She hesitated to answer, and Paul jumped in, like he was her protector and I was the villain of the piece. Hell, maybe I was. It was my fault this happened to her. To us. But that didn’t mean I was going to give up on what we had before it all went to shit.

“I’m taking Leanne home after the conference,” Paul said.

I turned to him irritably. “Are you her bodyguard?”

He didn’t back down. “I’m her friend.”

Before I could respond, our press agent interrupted to say it was time for us to go out to the conference hall. We all shuffled out of the room and I met Leanne’s gaze, but she quickly looked away. If she thought she could just avoid and ignore me and I’d give up, she had another thing coming.

Quickly zipping by Paul, I made sure to grab the seat next to hers at the long table. There were fifty to sixty journalists in the room, alongside a bunch of photographers up front snapping pictures.

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