Nadia
Sometimes, giving someone a chance can work out in your favor.
I didn’t recognize the number on my caller ID. I debated letting it go to voice-mail, but ultimately ended up answering it. “H-hello?” “Hey, Nadia, what’s up?” a male voice asked. “Who is this?” I responded. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it. “You can’t tell?” The voice laughed. It was the laugh that triggered my memory. “Jace?” “Ding, ding. You guessed it, babe.” “Um… Hi.” I said, feeling a litt...