I changed five times already. Of course, Haley would care less about my attire. She once would. Not now. Not after what happened to us, what I did to her.
I scrubbed my hand across my face.
There was without a doubt that b***h Olivia was going to accompany her. Haley would never come here on her own. Not after she had been avoiding me for the past few years. She refused to listen to reason. Who was I to complain anyway? If the tables were turned, I would have done the same thing. My actions were repulsive.
Kevin walked into the room and I pretended to be fixing my clothes.
"Good, you're ready. Jordan called, informing us that Haley's jet landed. She will be here in a matter of minutes."
I dusted the invisible dirt off my shoulder.
"I'm sure you're well away from why Olivia is making
