I heard the faint electronic tone.
One ring.
He hung up.
His face crumpled.
“I hate myself.”
Elise covered her mouth.
Randall bent forward until his forehead touched the heel of his hand. “I told Wade I was done. I told him the plan was over. He said if I meant that, he’d drive me home tonight.”
My gaze snapped to Wade.
Wade nodded once.
Onscreen Randall lifted his head. “Then Wade asked me what I would do if Meryl opened the door and said she was skipping chemo tomorrow because she wanted to stay with me.”
My skin went cold.
“I told him she wouldn’t.”
Randall laughed once. “Then he asked why I left in the first place.”
Wade looked away.
Randall stared straight into the camera. “I hate him for being right.”
The video cut off.
I turned on Wade. “You used me against him.”
His eyebrows rose. “What?”
