Lola - On the afternoon of Wednesday the 28th
I wake up to a loud ringing and groan that it’s Nathan. He has been calling and texting all day. Why can’t he leave me alone? Fumbling with my phone, I opened the chat window instead of ignoring it.
Nathan – Lola, answer the phone. I love you.
I scoff at the last statement. I tell him only to say I love you when he means it. Nathan only uses it when he apologizes for his stupid s**t. I put my phone back down when it dings again this time, and I ignore him.
Another call comes in, but it’s Justine this time. I forgot I programmed her numbers. I can’t answer and let it go to voicemail. The phone rings again, being Nathan, and I finally notice it’s two o’clock, about the usual time Justine comes in for lunch.
Remembering my dinner with her a
