A sigh escaped my lip as I gripped my cell phone tighter and quickly typed out a text in reply to the message.
Hitting the send button, I jogged to catch up with Nicole.
“What happened?”
“I got a text.”
“Yeah, you did. Who from?”
“It’s Robert. Here…” I muttered, giving her the phone, and she loudly read through the text.
My head began to spin as Nicole continued reading, and I tried to wrap my head around what this could mean.
This was the first time Robert was canceling on me and knowing how much he'd looked forward to our meeting tonight, a variety of thoughts raced through my mind.
Something urgent had come up like he said, but the insecure and selfish part of me began to wonder if this meeting—whatever it was—was more important than me.
What was the reason for his cancellat
