My brain immediately started searching for the slightest possible excuse. And somehow, it stopped at Sandra. Of all people. Sandra.
“I stayed with Sandra,” I finally said. God, I've been lying a lot lately.
Daniel looked at me. “Sandra? I thought you guys were fighting?”
I nodded. “We were but I met her that night. She was really nice to me, and since we're no longer fighting, I felt comfortable staying with her.”
He stared at me for a moment before sighing. “You could have called me.” I remained silent. “I would have come for you.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “Whatever it is, in the future. please come to me, okay?” I looked at him. “What if someone else had found you that night? You were walking around in the middle of the night, for Christ's sake.”
I lowered my eyes.
