Chapter 57“Hey, hasn’t he replied yet?” Roxy asks, placing her flute on the table.
I shrug. “Not yet. Let’s wait for a couple of minutes,” I sound nervous and worried.
Another hour and a couple of minutes pass as we sit there. Scott came back from outside an hour ago and he’s now on his phone too. He steals glances at me every minute.
“Not to be rude or anything, but… Are you sure Blake’s coming?” he questions.
I tried calling him thrice but he didn’t pick up. What should I tell my friends? That he stood us up? That he stood me up? Because this dinner thing happened because of me and I dragged them here thinking it would be a lovely, bubbly dinner of reconciliation.
Reconciliation? Reconciliation my ass!
He stood me up!
It’s 10PM already.
“I don’t think he’s coming.” Saying these w
