Victoria.
"And then I had to back up all my files," Christian said, recounting the story of how he lost his phone.
I couldn’t help but laugh—first at myself for assuming he was ignoring me and second at the hilarity of the whole situation. "Ahahaha, I’m really sorry about what happened to your phone," I said between giggles.
He shrugged with a sheepish smile. "I got another one, but it sucks that some of the pictures we took weren’t backed up."
The meal had been delicious, and as he got up to clear the table and load the plates into the sink, I picked up my phone and checked my notifications. A message from my mom popped up:
Thank you, Vee, for coming to dinner. It was so lovely to hear the things you said about me. I hope that someday I can return the favor. I know I wasn’t the best
