The minutes pass and I stay in my place, supposedly paying attention to the conversation Echo is having with Vance Smith. Then, I saw my best friend moved away from his uncles and cousin.
Christopher scans the room as he walks, probably looking for his sister, until his eyes land on me. He shakes his head slightly, taking a sip of his bubbly.
"You're still waiting for her, aren't you?" He stops next to me with one hand in his pocket. "Does it bug you that she's not here?"
Does it really bother me enough to go after her and yell at her for her disrespect? Or does it hurt me enough to go beg her to come down and keep me company?
I stayed silent, unsure of what to say to my best friend. The glass in my hand feels heavier than usual, although maybe it's because I've lost my patience a whil
