“You know, that’s all on you. Why would you go looking for trouble by looking through her phone?” Simone scolds me, drumming her manicured fingers on the arms of the couch.
I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. “I’m a f*****g idiot.”
“No arguments here,” she laughed softly, “So….Emma? Whose that?”
“Nobody!” I almost yelled, “I hooked up with the chick 2 years ago. She was a clinger and I sometimes get that s**t sent to me. She’s nothing. That’s why I forgot that it was there.”
“Hey, I believe you,” Simone held her hands up in surrender, “You don’t have to convince me. I don’t think you really need to convince Carli either. But, you rummaging through her phone looking for something to be pissed at, when you weren’t all pure and innocent either makes you look like a hypocrite. Yo
