I hung up then set the phone on the table. I stared at the screen until it turned black. The conversation replayed in my mind, and I felt the weight sit on my shoulders. My weekends were spent at his parents’ house, and now I was sitting there with a two-hundred-million-dollar offer on the table.
Anyone else would take it.
But I couldn’t.
I didn’t owe Conway anything but money. And if I paid him back, then I wouldn’t have to feel any guilt. I could be free once more. But I still didn’t jump on the opportunity.
Because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to leave Conway…at any price.