"Let me make it up to my baby girl, how about we go on a date?" The text read immediately I swiped my phone open.
How the hell would he think taking me out on a date would be "making it up to me", spending time with him is absolutely nothing but torture.
While scoffing, I thought of different ways to reply his message and really wanted to think of a word that would hurt him badly but after different attempts, I finally gave up and decided to reply with a simple "No" before shoving my phone away and burying my face in my palms as I still couldn't believe what I did to myself since minutes back.
It didn't take long before another message made my phone buzz and at this time, I started to curse the day he knew how to operate a phone because I had always seen him as the old fashioned
