Breaking Through (The Breaking Series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

that forsaken day Hannah and I had lived through. My therapist tried to show me the good that came after that day. She said it wasn’t an excuse, that I could still hate it, but according to her, not all the change in me had been for the worse. I had matured, become more open to my family, and I had stopped being bitchy.
    However, I had become fearful, easily scared, tense, afraid of everything, quiet, and sometimes a little lonely.
    Hannah stood and took my hand, guiding me to the dining room.
    My phone rang in my hand. I checked the number on the screen: Gabriela Fernandes. I frown.
    “Excuse me a minute,” I said, glancing at my mother. Hopefully, whatever Gabi wanted would be quick and my mother wouldn’t be pissed about me talking on the phone instead of having brunch with them.
    I stepped aside and entered my father’s study.
    “Hi, Gabi,” I answered the call.
    “ Oi guria , how are you?”
    “I’m fine. How about you?”
    “I’m great!” I could hear the smile in her voice. “The party was great, wasn’t it? Meu Deus , I wished I lived here with you all.”
    I chuckled. “Then move here.”
    She snorted. “Right. My parents would kill me.” I didn’t answer that, waiting to see if she would reveal what she was calling for. “So,” she started, and I imagined her picking her nails. “Gui told me you weren’t feeling too good last night and left the party in a hurry.”
    “Oh,” was all I said.
    “Yeah. I’m calling to see if you’re all right. Are you feeling better now?”
    “I am.” I didn’t know if I should smile or frown. Why was she calling me, really? Had he put her up to it? More importantly, what had Gui told her about last night?
    “Are you sure?” She paused, and then asked in a low voice, “Gui seemed pretty worried about you.”
    This time, I did frown. “I’m sure. It was probably something I ate. I’m much better now. Thanks for asking.”
    “No worries. Glad you’re okay.”
    An awkward silence filled the line for a few seconds while I searched my brain for what to talk about next—when I should just say goodbye and go to the dining room before my mother had a fit.
    Finally, I remembered something. “Hm, you’re going back to Brazil next week, aren’t you?”
    “Not yet. I’m leaving Santa Barbara next week, but I’ll spend a week in Hawaii, then Cancun, and then I’ll go back to Brazil.”
    “That sounds fun.”
    “Nothing like taking a year off to just travel around.”
    “I bet. I’m going back to school this afternoon, and I won’t be back this next weekend, so I guess I won’t see you again. Not until you decide to come visit again, that is.”
    “Hopefully, that will be sooner rather than later.”
    “Hopefully,” I said and I meant it. Gabi was a nice girl, and I would miss her. If she really lived here, I could see her becoming a permanent part of our group and becoming what Hannah and Bia were to me. “Have a great trip.”
    “Thanks. Drive safe.”
    We said goodbye. I pressed the red end button on my phone and stared at the screen. What the hell was that about? I went to my contacts page and searched for Gui’s number. Since we were friends, I had all of their numbers, but never really called any of the guys, just Bia and Leo. The thought of calling Gui and asking what he had told Gabi pounded in my mind. I pressed his name and the phone started dialing. Before it had made the call, I canceled it. What was I thinking? As if I had the balls to call him and demand anything. If he had told his sister something, it didn’t seem like she was about to tell anyone else. I hoped.
    I sighed, pocketed my phone, and joined my family in the dining room. “Sorry about that.”
    “I was about to call you,” my mother said.
    I pulled out my chair and took my place across from Hannah. “So, what were you all talking about?”

Gui
     
     
    “So?” I asked Gabi as she stepped back inside from the balcony and dropped her phone on a side table.